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Dec 2015
Sitting On The Mountain top
I climb a mountain slowly.
Trees below look like tall sticks in the ground.
I get near the top and can't see anything below.
So I look up and start to goto the top.
I climb a little more and just below I see a small cloud.
Just little ways to go my head is spinning .
To the top I'm a step away. Grass on top looks just as green.
Now I'm at the top looking up. I do do not see anything but blue sky.
No angles no god .Ask myself where did they go.
I'm sitting on this mountain top and I'm alone.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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