To Be The Only One

To be the only one sitting on a fallen log, on a mountainside, in an evergreen forest of spruce and pine, in the wind, in the solitude, not looking for solutions, or conclusions, a chill in the air, among boulders and lichen in the shade, sun shining on patches of grass and dead wildflower stems, snowcapped peaks in the distance, scuffed with clouds, just here for the pause

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