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The Mountain Who Grew Me


She has curves that will take your breath away.

She has peaks that will give you vision.

Time does not exist, when you feel something like this.

She has given me strength to move forward.

She has giving me courage to srive.

But most of all, she gives me life.

 

With the distance between us as of late,

I can feel myself fade.

I yurn to belong to her.

Without her my strength subsides.

I just want to feel alive.

 

She embodies a compass within me.

With her, I know who I am.

Who knew a mountain could posess such love.

To grow with a mountain, I can. 

 

-Kimberly Haber 03/06/17

 

 

 

 

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