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My Mountains

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
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