Mountains
The mountains surround me.
They hold my tears, pain and fears.
The mountains wrap around me.
They make me feel safe, happy and eager.
The mountains are quiet.
Not a voice is heard.
The mountains I want to be;
Strong, yet so calm.
The sun glares overhead, jealous of their humbleness.
The mountains are my friend.
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