summit

heart beats faster
lungs are out of breath
and i climb atop the summit
not stopping once
people have become memories
and memories don't haunt anymore
my body breaks into sweat
and it is very cold here
the wind makes me shiver
legs refuse to budge
still i carry on
weight on my shoulders is overbearing
feels i might fall anytime
there is no one in sight
true, it is lonely at the top
but i don't have time to ponder
not a moment to waste
till i conquer the summit
rest, i will then
lie down, i will then
but only for a moment
cause the next summit beckons me

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~asto' ma sat gamaya