- crushed mountains
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Last published Mon, Jan 1, 2018
the millennium are a handful of growing mountains in the hands of the past generations. they're turning their hands into fists- trying to mold us into their close minded, small and abandoned mindsets. but that's the problem, mountains cannot be crushed. we cannot be crushed.
- a book full of thoughts which I have been forced to silence.
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