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when I walk in the mountains I feel really small not the kind of small that destroys you like an avalanche destroys trees or makes you want to disappear or be dispersed by a breeze I feel like the earth's little child like a sibling of the bees - the delectable nectar of existence always within reach I feel like a little stream leaping down rocks with ease I feel a little too good treading the landscape of peace
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Jun 5, 2023
Jun 5, 2023 at 8:06 AM UTC
When I Walk In the Mountains
when I walk in the mountains I feel really small not the kind of small that destroys you like an avalanche destroys trees or makes you want to disappear or be dispersed by a breeze I feel like the earth's little child like a sibling of the bees - the delectable nectar of existence always within reach I feel like a little stream leaping down rocks with ease I feel a little too good treading the landscape of peace
jeet-ratadia
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Jun 5, 2023
Jun 5, 2023 at 8:06 AM UTC
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