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The climb

Use your past as a step

To propel yourself upward

Raise the torch

Shed light onto the stairs above and below

It may be a flight or two

As the ground levels

Your legs ache

Looking down in the present

Reaping the significance of the ascent

Framing a picturesque view, of beauty of the climb

◄ Asphalt

Paradise ►

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