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Thursday

(C)

The burden heavier
Each step anguish
Supplies low
Of food, strength
And cheer
Temper awry

The weather inclement
Storms threaten
Winds blow off course

Vertical rock face
Unclimbable, inhospitable
Hard
Plunging death below
Dizzying heights
Stony tortuous
Loose rubble
ominously falls

Each step a burden.

Long way ahead?
No, no longer
Even the mist lifted
There it lies
Right ahead
The pinnacle

No howling gust
A flutter
And the banner planted

I HAVE WON.

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