A beautiful mountian, the tallest ever. Full of brave men pacing to get to the very top to see all of God's majestic beauty painted on his canvas; Earth. We come from near and far to see those green mountians that are splattered with little spurts of pink and purple flowers spread so unevenly apart. I can almost kiss those puffy neon white clouds, that fall just above the reach of my fingertips. The aroma of the sweet air fills my nose almost as a perfume shop does. We hike to the top to see this unfinished painting that we call our home ; this unfinished painting called Earth.
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