I was to see the sea to mountain climbing

Fear of the unknown to ward off the warmth of your own, see sunlight where abandonment, cruelty, heat, darkness in search WOW Gold of the unknown. Throwing away everything we owned something warm, cruel to hurt all that can keep us warm. Could not be found, not found themselves, do not know what Shell to warm the numbing nerve, to crave the slightest match light.

Can see to be how high the mountain is, but I don't know how dangerous. When you look up you do not see the peak of desolate, some conclude that Hill must be Green Fairyland trace in the wild. Forget the winding mountain road, has selected mountaineering boots, step by step, so go on. But you forget, you want to see is the sea more colorful. I didn't forget, I was to see the sea to mountain climbing, Hill can see farther. Boy, you select a westward orientation, you'll be to the East. Do you remember? Do not take defeat, stubborn embarked on a person's journey, I own----unrepentant of their choice.

Since wrong scenery, along the way, no matter how good we are wrong; that way, no matter how brilliant, we should forget; along the way, then why don't care, that are not also belong to our landscape. Faltering step, so that we do not know what to, over, left the original better. Grooming of the River, and you met met, could only recall you, it's not the Iraqis. Our time in the wilderness, to posture of a clump of weeds there, we are opinionated abandoned grass, time returns the unique simple: old strains of grass.

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