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Mountain Peaks 

Today I let my shoulders fall and when I felt their broadness I felt elevated.For longer than I can remember I kept them tight, tense and coiled. I believed that if I ever eased up that the mountains that I’d been carrying would collapse or even worse, become a burden for someone else to carry. Today I realized that these shoulders were not created to carry mountains, they were created to climb them. -The Pure One

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