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the dual edge of beauty, and maybe my last ascent Annapurna, your surreal panoramas ice walls glowing gold at sunrise, clouds swirling like a restless sea, your unmatched spiritual aura, it whispers of all who never returned. A dream that weighs enough to pull me to your summit, before I die. with your magnificent crevasses, your love that cuts like frostbites many gave their final breath so will I, If i fail to. -23/08/2025
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Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 3:25 AM UTC
Final Expedition
the dual edge of beauty, and maybe my last ascent Annapurna, your surreal panoramas ice walls glowing gold at sunrise, clouds swirling like a restless sea, your unmatched spiritual aura, it whispers of all who never returned. A dream that weighs enough to pull me to your summit, before I die. with your magnificent crevasses, your love that cuts like frostbites many gave their final breath so will I, If i fail to. -23/08/2025
mushin
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Aug 23, 2025
Aug 23, 2025 at 3:25 AM UTC
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