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Eleven Flaws

I saw a mountain within reach
So everlasting and beautiful
I touched its soil
And smelled its leaves
I closed my eyes
It appeared to me
That the mountain is holding me
Swaying me in rush euphoria
I bleed in vertigo
And then I came in its feet.

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