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Moving Mountains
Raymond White
This poem is called “Moving Mountains.” I am this mountain. Can you see me? See me? See me? See me? I’ve seen mountains move for agesMy eyes scanning through the rocky brown and dark green peaks… Full Transcript
**** my life. I was given life without the possibility of a parole date. Back against this cage, suffering, Knowing we can be judged for mistakes made when we were 20. Forever. Ignorance, far from… Full Transcript