Landscape And Poetry

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I hopped from one rock to another, from one ledge to the next, enjoying my time around this beautiful mountain top. The wind was fierce, clashing against my clothes and against my body. It was exhilarating. I felt the stable ground from which I stood upon, and I could smell the fresh air, devoid of any pollution on this nice … Read more ...

She just wants a guy that will hold her when she is feeling down, a guy that will give her strength when she is feeling weak. Someone that will take care of her when she is sick. She wants a guy that loves the way she smiles even if she looks dorky at times. A guy that will go out … Read more ...

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I do not believe I have any talent or I am special in any way. Even my photography took me 3 years of hard work just to look like this. It is still not as good as most people’s photography. Even in hiking, I often find myself being the slowest or the last person in the event. I am not … Read more ...

I can feel how much she loved me with those soft lips of hers. The way she kissed was always tender and loving. Even though we were miles apart, she would always put a lot of effort to be near me. A feeling of happiness surrounded my whole body whenever I was near her. She was always so loving, always … Read more ...

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If I look close enough at my arms, I can see a few scars here and there. They were caused by hiking into trees, into bushes, climbing a side of a mountain, into unmarked trails and paths that no one has ever thought of doing. These scars are like trophies signifying how I lived my life in accordance to my … Read more ...

I had already surrendered to my fate, being surrounded with old and decrepit people for a time period of my life. I was surprised to find her there, she was maybe 8 to 10 years younger than me. I held her gently, feeling the softness of her body from the thin dress that she wore. Her body was indescribably alluring … Read more ...

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