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A heavy pack on my back, skins on my skis. Sky’s clear and black, a full moon if you please. Folks I love in my tack, snow up to my knees. A route to the top, sweet smells in the breeze.

A summit alone, just the shadows of dawn. Thoughts in my head, I need to ski strong. Seeing the line, letting them run. Holding on tight, having some fun. Heart pumping so fast, lungs hurting so bad, Legs screaming so loud, Good times I have had.

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