The perfect depression

Behind the tallest mountain, a nice and calm place breathes thru time

This place is so quiet

So neat

Its ground has never been touched by the sun’s daylight, or by the moonlight shadow

It’s a cold place a really cold place

It can be so cozy and yet so tough at the same time

Many have been here because of its comfort, many have run away because of its harm

I’ll be here, waiting for the torn of times, I’ll be here for all my life as its always been

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