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There is an end in sight. Thought that is not so bright! There is strife That we must climb: both you & I! Stand! To be Grand But just about the Ground. Run! To be Gone As long along the Fog. Fly! To be High Only to reach the Sky... There is no finish line. Though this just finds me fine! There is life This is just right: for you & I.

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Date: 2/25/2025 11:44:00 PM
interesting write dear poet. cool.
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