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Throughout this expedition to my peak, the most hindering obstacle has always been the wind of another's breath. It takes only a sensitive receptor to see the top of the mountain. That seems to be enough, until you first slip. I must maintain a certain numbness about me to make it, or a way to cut between and slip through. I do not yet know how to go about this, but I can no longer stand in one place, Lest this all disappear.
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC
shrowded peak
Throughout this expedition to my peak, the most hindering obstacle has always been the wind of another's breath. It takes only a sensitive receptor to see the top of the mountain. That seems to be enough, until you first slip. I must maintain a certain numbness about me to make it, or a way to cut between and slip through. I do not yet know how to go about this, but I can no longer stand in one place, Lest this all disappear.
Its a long way to the top if ya wanna rocknroll I suppose
theunrealist
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC
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