Mountains
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Kathmandu and Darjeeling, /89
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The mountains pause
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at my glance
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and when I look away
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they breathe in deep
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and sigh
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and pick up their tremendous girth
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and saunter down a couple inches
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for a change of scenery.
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a poem
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by
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Paul Bourgeois
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