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The Feeling of Glory

Everyone who starts at the foot of the mountain climbs with intent to reach the summit while the sun is still shinning. No matter the altitude or how thin the air gets you must keep climbing. No room for I cannot, but only knowing you can If you get worn down by the storm be smart and set camp. Rest, plan, plus regain energy move on once again, chances of triumph are greater with help from a friend.

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