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| Mt Disappointment | ||
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Not to be seen again without several miles under foot. |
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| This journal entry logs the thoughts of a man who spends a day in reflection. Alone, in the wilderness there's no one to be seen for miles. It's cold and icy. The weather is touch and go and the heart weighs heavy. | ||
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