Clash of Titans

The Forming of Mountains

By Jesse LeungPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Land plates colliding,

Crumpling and pushing upwards,

The sky’s the limit.

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Jesse Leung

A tech savvy philosopher interested in ethics, morals and purpose.

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