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Stalwart and tall this mountain of ice;
When I need inspiration – when I need advice
How calm! How still! Without a sound
A glimmer of something so profound.
The rising sun from peaks beyond;
When snow starts falling upon the ground.
What once was lost has now been found.
Freedom sensed among these heights;
When living on the edge of paradise.

Reserved and oblate this mountain of ice;
One which humans could not have devised.
I glanced whenever I felt the need;
Troubles and worries now slowly recede.
Forms of refuge don’t utter a price;
When living on the edge of paradise.

 

 

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