I'm racing,
trying to catch the wind,
but everytime I get closer,
it slips through my fingers like sand.
The rest is blurry,
and my mind can't figure out the path,
that will lead my way to the top.
The tip of the montain is the key,
but in order to get there,
I need to focus on the trip.
Afterall,
as everyone knows,
what matters is the journey....
The
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