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Mountain Thought
Leaves as clear as messages from chaos gods who spark an internal hopeful strum of prose and await reply through movement and thought
Weakest world travelling wind which pulls and pushes and relates to the murmur of nature here within has flown across many faces on its whirlpool travels to always begin
Those vistas of unreal natural beauty made possible through mountain tops and hard work related where rocky continents play fields and rivers and fantastical waves of endless oceans sing their chorus to the pure earths song
This kind of thing really
This kind of thing really reminds me of Gertrude Stein – that waxy melted sort of beauty.
sublime
'Leaves as clear as messages from chaos gods' wonderful
'fantastical waves of endless oceans sing their chorus to the pure earths song' sublime