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He hadn’t made enough time for this lately, he admitted, for just walking through the hills and forest he loved.
A world of mountains, valleys, hills, rivers spread out in vivid greens, tender blues, the sturdy gray of rock in jutted outcroppings. The soft peaks as they rolled on spoke of age and endurance. I’m here, and have been long before, will be long after.
