The Hill

The Hill...

On my way up I have been down, seemed like it took me forever to see it now, at my very peak my knees feeling somewhat weak, while at the very start my weakness fell apart, but  in my saddened heart I reach, all moments thus far teach, reminded me of the time I won, why it cannot be, for a hint of the warmest sun…
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