AnnapurnaA Poem by Davidgeomountain climbing is for crazy people... and some things can't be done in the winter, no matter who you are.
i can drink a whole bottle a whiskey
and then pretend to be sober; like a mad man insane completely i can. . .pass for anything normal crazy pretended on a vacation or a holiday, in a village down a road on a mountain's side full of hostility really, it's not what you think...come with me. it'll be fun a spectacular adventure taxing upsetting f*****g... kinda stupid expensive (such is life) it'll be fun though we'll climb things extreme and somehow be - - totally invincible until the weather. . . just don't say it out loud (everyone dies eventually) and you'll live forever (when and where - - - the f**k does that matter?) anymore. . . but come back down anyway so you can breath again at least one more time before you can't (blah blah life is precious) and summer is next year, again anyway my dear as the ball spins again, as it does don't be a p***y just come back, again and again (no refunds) *we all have to die somewhere
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