Where do I stop and the peaks begin?
Where’s the separation, where’s the division?
There is no separation, in a moment it’s gone.
Where the peaks rise, I am there.
They rise in me, and I rise in them.
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Stunning photos!
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Thanks. It was stunning scenery.
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