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Standing at the peak was worth it
Views only that altitude could show Far-reaching collage of nature’s finest The detours, the near slips, acid buildup, the elements, waning anticipation Didn't matter Trekker, one thing did they Closed the door behind As did another, at his behest Both forward looking To their respective peaks In strides, setting aside (sometimes) the familiar, the safe, the known Firmly closing a chapter Embracing what lay ahead Plenteousness, vastness Far more than the throw of their eyes Met they Comments are closed.
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