Climbing

siranswerer

I had a dream,
That I was climbing a mountain,
And the valleys swept,
Long and distant, below.
I climbed far and hard,
And came to rest at the top,
Surrounded by lush green,
And gold and brown,
And suddenly, I realised,
How alone I was.

  • Author: siranswerer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 12th, 2019 11:26
  • Category: Unclassified
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