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I don't travel much, but when I do, the absence of omnipresent, immovable mountain ranges always *disturbs* me. I miss the calming, cool blues and greens that frame my world, and feel e   x   p   o   s   e   d without them. But they welcome me home with a sure embrace each time.
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC
My Mountains
I don't travel much, but when I do, the absence of omnipresent, immovable mountain ranges always *disturbs* me. I miss the calming, cool blues and greens that frame my world, and feel e   x   p   o   s   e   d without them. But they welcome me home with a sure embrace each time.
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC
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