Worthy Mountains
I think of mountains moved and souls crushed
I think of hurdles cleared and dreams rushed
I think of battles won and the lives that were lost
I think of the first exhale on a cold winter night and all the intentions seized by frost
I ask am I worthy to reach the top?
I don't know, but it's better than staying here to rot
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