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Road to the Top

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I climb all the way,

to the top of a tower

only to find you.

The stony edges and the uneven concretes,

the dark and the damp places,

where only shadows reside..

I try to look up,

to the crenellation and the blue sky,

for I see the yellow rays

radiating the road of mine.

Let the walls be craggy

for only then the grip will be stronger,

and the footfalls be louder,

for the parroting to be tumultuous.

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