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Thirty
He didn’t look well yesterday and his throat was hoarse, but he made it to the gardens anyways for the Lunar Year celebration. Mother said it was because he wanted to see us. I said it could also be because he didn’t want to waste the money. Mother said he didn’t pay because he was…
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The Mountain
The Mountain is a sly Unquiet killer Depending on its mood It sways and bends to the elements Like ice wind and snow Still it stands Standing still Waiting for an avalanche To BREAK Where branches break the sun And little kids shoot marbles Pining for the alps The alpinist climbs higher But we know…