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To the dearest Mountain that ever cried. Your very touch calms my soul and haunts my dreams. Your eyes, honey glowing in every light. Shaking me to my core. I fear that this is as close to telling you that my heart longs for you. I long to know you. I don't wish to mend your heart but to hold your hand as you do so. You will always be the one that's beautiful to look at, but too painful to hold. My desire will disappear into the wind becoming a whisper that no one will understand. I guess you will forever be my daily Rose.
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