The air so crisp The sun so bright only nature calling to me smelling the pureness that surrounds me allowing me to breath deeply inhaling all the pains and so forcefully releasing as I sit at the mountain top I hear the winds whispering to me your soul belongs to me the earth the sun the water the air and for a moment I am pure giving me strength to smile wipe away the tears and descend from the Mountain top back into the world refreshed willing and able to love once again
The Mountain Top
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