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Dec 2015
It's like the inevitable either you can climb it, or simply take the longer route and walk around,

The mountains are yet alive so when you go there for peace they'll make the slightest sound,

They will will not crumble do to a simple step,
Neither did they judge you when all you did is wept;

Be one with nature,
because rather we like it or not that is our future;

To become back one with where it is that our bodies came,
To finally realize that no matter what we do in life we are all indeed the same;

To the grass below and to the sky's above,
we will once become those we love;

To the mountains and to the sea,
To know that no one is below or above thee;
Carina
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Carina  26/F/New Baltimore Michigan
(26/F/New Baltimore Michigan)   
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