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ANOTHER MOUNTAIN It's just another mountain that I will have to climb, a little steeper than I remember. The going is rough, with each step I feel the lessening of air. I gasp for breath and rest. This was not the path I had planned to take; I had no desire to climb... But I have heard that at the top of the mountain the downhill side is easier. It's just another mountain and there will be others soon this one - will be behind me. Countrymom 9/28/05
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