cooky monster
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In Park City where the mountains rise,
The fresh air calls beneath clear skies.
With trails to hike and snow to glide,
Embrace the beauty, let joy be your guide.
No need for shadows, no need for haze,
Dont smoke that joint to catch a fade
Nature's wonders deserve our praise.
Find peace in laughter, in friendships true,
In every sunset, let the light shine through.
Stay strong, be wise, let your spirit soar,
In the heart of the mountains, there's so much more.
Choose the path of health, let your heart sing,
In Park City’s embrace, find the joy that you bring.
The fresh air calls beneath clear skies.
With trails to hike and snow to glide,
Embrace the beauty, let joy be your guide.
No need for shadows, no need for haze,
Dont smoke that joint to catch a fade
Nature's wonders deserve our praise.
Find peace in laughter, in friendships true,
In every sunset, let the light shine through.
Stay strong, be wise, let your spirit soar,
In the heart of the mountains, there's so much more.
Choose the path of health, let your heart sing,
In Park City’s embrace, find the joy that you bring.