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Two Tops

Unfortunately, in order to reach the top myself, I judge that the place I am standing on is not the top, a low place, and that this place has nothing to do with the top I know how frightening the habits of life are by now The effort to reach the top is so beautifully described so proud But would it be the same as trying to keep the lowest peak? That's what I thought it wasn't I couldn't climb it so I thought of it as a place to stay There is no Topmost for me now there is only Lowermost Still, it keeps coming back to it.

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