The mountains insured with snow
the slithery passage to them
there proliferates a river aside
assuring the God had cast them
my proximity astounded me
of where i reached
of the soberness of the valley
of where i am not postulated to be
then i deemed myself guilty
of being just another one
to interfere the nature's cavity
this perfection can suffice none
This is sober and tenderness of nature......respect it
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