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The mountain looking down As he see a tall tree The wing blows in its leaves So easily the animals takes its shadow, so effortlessly The mountain curves shake in a yearn For a calm existance as the tree Down the valley But the mountain cant plant roots And its grotesque shape is visible "Oh how big and strong you are, mountain" a traveler said "I dont want to be" the mountain replied "sometimes, i want to be a tree" he said But the wise traveler leaned on The mountise side, like a friend As he looked up "some are meant to be under a calming shaodw" he said. "But others, are meant for the top" "And without you, mountain, they will never know what heights they can reach". All cause of you, mountain.
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 1:14 AM UTC
The story of the mountain
The mountain looking down As he see a tall tree The wing blows in its leaves So easily the animals takes its shadow, so effortlessly The mountain curves shake in a yearn For a calm existance as the tree Down the valley But the mountain cant plant roots And its grotesque shape is visible "Oh how big and strong you are, mountain" a traveler said "I dont want to be" the mountain replied "sometimes, i want to be a tree" he said But the wise traveler leaned on The mountise side, like a friend As he looked up "some are meant to be under a calming shaodw" he said. "But others, are meant for the top" "And without you, mountain, they will never know what heights they can reach". All cause of you, mountain.
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Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 1:14 AM UTC
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