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Jun 2017
They are my sign of home
forget all of the science of
"how they got there"
But guess what
They mean so much more.

Through the years I have learned
that if you saw the world like
they would, all would be better.

Like everyone is there to strengthen
YOU
even for the little things like
grass,
flowers,
rocks,
they all help the mountains for their
beauty and all that make them,
them.
everyone you know can make you
YOU.

these are my mountains
thank you for reading!
Written by
Mary Beazer  F
(F)   
258
   Ryan Holden
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