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Mar 2020
I have been going forward.
They say that is where it is.
Now a perpendicular path has appeared, although I know it was there all along the journey.
To the right is the white mountaintop with the promise of unlimited vistas.
To my left is the green valley, with promises of peace and tranquility.
The cool mountain breeze touches my cheek.
The gravel crunches beneath my feet.
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David  70/M
(70/M)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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