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Mountains and ME

 Holding a blanket

In the mountains
Waiting for you to come in
Isn't it cold outside ?
But sun is bright
As it could be ,
Green and blue are montages
On which we both disagree
Laughing and shimmering
Just the mountain things

*bumped my head over the bus window*
Gently reminds me of the mess
Saying they were just the reminisces
Counting ten is not helping
It's high time to overcome yearning
Situation is getting older and older
And the illusion is getting much bolder
That's why,
I can still feel your last breath.
Now we have strange relationship with mountain

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