Dear Mr.Mountain

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I respect your immense, hulking mass and your sharp, angular lines. You bring me suffering and break my will, but I like that you are a known and quantifiable enemy. Straight up. A benevolent oppressor, kind enough to let me know when the abuse will stop, humane enough to reward me with a free-wheeling downside.

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You are an evil prick. An invisible, faceless assassin. The sniper in the bell tower. The black ops of the natural world, slowly and steadily masterminding my downfall. I do not like you. But I won’t say it out loud as I know how curses travel upon your currents. And how on hearing them, you’ll change your angle of attack just to spite me. No, I know you Mr Wind, so I will humbly bow my head into your wretched breath, grind my way home, and keep on peddling in defiance. 

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