Transformation into a more difficult process this morning very much. Out of this slope to another slope, and with all this rock to rock to another, there are passages where I stick to just the thin foliage. The deluge rushed breath tired, drawn into sound of wind blowing through the haze brought bitter cold to fly. Hard, really tired, but we are always united, help each other, and
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