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#desolationpeak
from the void the mountain speaks the beat goes on in these desolate peaks moss covered stacks of sea floor and mantle embrace and fold in metamorphic tangle stunted fir clings graying roots exposed a rocky, barren life is all this sapling knows snowcapped elderberry scale the crevice where bear and wind make raucous passage avalanche chutes gracefully recline in verdant shades to the waterline lie in the meadow to calm the chatter make still the noise to blunt the clatter upon the coming of soft night undress this silence angel mine *I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of 'thinking' and 'enjoying' what they call 'living,' I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds. -Jack Kerouac*
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 11:55 AM UTC
Notes From The Void