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Jun 2015
They were right.
When you get up and walk out of the valley,
The air surrounding the mountains is more refreshing and beautiful than it was before the pit.
Everything is a new creation.
The trees smile down at you with a new array of paints.
The sun becomes the physical representation of the light residing within.
The excitement to see the world becomes overwhelming and can never be satisfied.
The creators paints and sculpting only becomes more precious.
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   Eiliv Advena
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