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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required a cold bitter wind with stinging drops of rain bits of bitter cold blowing into my frozen face slowly my steps go up the hill of man-made stone my warmth is torn from me by the coldness of the world steel gray clouds race overhead fleeing upon the wind hiding warmth of the sun all lies frozen about me crystals of ice with cutting pain now blow into my face and the wind more bitter now does cut me to the bone dry brown leaves skitter by with the sound of tiny claws borne quickly upon the wind their life all stolen away dirty snow in shadows lie about clumps of brown grass scattered across the land so wide where my path does lie my steps do slowly drag to the summits peak where my weary eyes gazed down to the long road that before me lies the way twists back and forth no straight path is for me slowly across frozen land I must go seeking where I would be before me does the land fade away under frigid gray clouds that the road I pass upon continues on below in the distance I can see bright light spearing through the sky upon the mountain peaks so high rising over cloud shrouded land I do quake in the journey's length the many steps so very long if I'm to reach the patch of light I see so very far away weariness does leech my strength fatigue does weigh upon my frame hope does fade with each weary step taken on this gray day would that one could simply stop this journey then set aside another path there be to take to another place to be yet does light before me shine upon the mountain peaks so high though they lie so very far away on the path that I cannot see
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