Lounging In a Patch of Pine

I’m lounging in a patch of pine, on bare needles in the middle of snow where the winds have blown and the sun has melted, the sun is bright on me now and in the midst of all this snow I’m warm, I lean back against a Ponderosa trunk and look up, in this moment I’m in the mountains and they are in me

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