The Crest
I dared to climb my way to crest
Amidst the grim and stormy sky
I packed my pride and gave my best
My flaming spark would never die
I travelled on gray sands of dune
And sailed my boat on sea of dream
Where courage was my only tune
And victory's my only scream
Though fell short, I was a winner
Second victor in my own game
But the perks remain forever
Some silver laurels to my name
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