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Dec 2024
My heights are like you've never seen,
I succeed where Icarus failed
and I touch the sky.

My beauty is
alluring,
but deadly.

I am higher than Everest,
and despite the many attempts,
none have survived.
RMatheson
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RMatheson  Beating tired bones
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     Monique Matheson, Emma, Sadia and Liana
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