Even when considering their height, mountains fall short of reaching Dorothy’s standard of discovering the place over the rainbow. Perhaps their winds do not sing the key in tune, too much like a cranky cervelat or bored bassoon. Could crayoned arc fear their self as goal through which summiter defenestrates victory volley? Will fearless achievers attempt funambulism across floating fan of fine? Maybe the caveman and the leprechaun are meant never to rendezvous—except in dreams, where golden ends finally meet silver means. ; )


Hand me the bag of noils she left me; they will be perfect for the model train’s foliage scenes.

Upon the summit of a peak after a gondola ride is not where this height-feared introvert ever expected opsimathy would ignite life’s most memorable moments.

Balcony is best spot for spotting Spot as a zoomorphic cloud, peaceful and quiet unlike the living kind which yip-yap quite loud.

Rail remains from westward movement’s earliest years can still be found hidden under the county’s expansive chaparral. ; )


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