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Dec 2023
Climbing up the mountain
The summit to behold
No holding to this moment
Soul will not be sold

Decending has it's lessons
The journey must be made

Mind must be free
Never made a slave

Ground level is for pondering
Many holes to walk around

Hold on to something half forgotten
Strong will must be found

One day on the horizon
A mountain can be seen

A calling to the summit, and everything
In-between.
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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