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When I was sturdier I'd talk about how
"certainly we'll die
Eat shadows, bury candles
Die."

When I was sturdier I thought
"So what? I am forever mountainous!"

I bravely said, "No death of any kind could
Ever matter to my mountain mind
Come years, come surging, I am tall!"

When I was "sturdier" I was secretly afraid
And the fear was blinding

As you can see. I am no rock

Through mountain wind
What I actually am is thinning clouds

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