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Apr 2014
The mountains are never lonely
as they are kissed by lilac clouds.
Painted by a setting sun,
spectators of beauty,
a part of beauty themselves.
Free of responsibility, or any need to call
on why the sun rises and then falls;
the mountains live a perfect life
a life of no troubles.
Live life like a mountain.
Tegan
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Tegan  25/London
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