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meggie · F
I walked up Mount Snowdon in the summer. At the top i could only see a few inches ahead as the mist waa so thick. I looked down and realised i was standing on the edge of a broken 4snowpile and my footprints were the only ones there. If I'd not looked down and taken another step, I'd have gone over.
