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Escapism
Escapism Sometimes I miss the mountains for all worries feel insignificant all efforts insufficient at the peak in the breeze Sometimes I miss the forests where the trees stand watch the air is crisp and clean birds singing melodies that they’ve sung for centuries Sometimes I miss the stars the wonder the awe Of a
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