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Mountain Beauty
Now, draped in the early morning fog, their beauty and majesty masked waiting for the rising sun. Smokey Mountain magic - Slowly they emerge as the fog lifts. standing proud mountains hills One after another rise with beauty 'cross the horizon. Nestled within the trees rivers wind, racing 'cross rocks, tumbling over cliffs, making waterfalls of breathtaking beauty.
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