The blue mountains breathing
Mists and fogs; lightning
In mists and in fogs thundering
Clouds circle round savage
Hunters of both dark and light;
As yet the blue mountains
Be breathing
Towards
The
Sub-conscious
Retired
I
Away
From
The
Blue
Mountains
Distant
Distant
Away
Away
The blue mountains breathing
Mists and fogs; lightning
In mists and in fogs thundering
Clouds circle round savage
Hunters of both dark and light;
As yet the blue mountains
Be breathing
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