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Rain Clouds Calling |
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| These mountains are my poetry. They bring me pain, and they bring me comfort. They show to me that I am human and it is this condition that bears understanding. That they reach deep within, I survive this state of being. This condition, that even after these mountains are climbed, their accomplishment brings inspiration. That some are moved and that my offspring will one day know what it is to strive and to work for something much bigger than yourself. These mountains haunt me. They deliver me. | ||
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