It was an uphill task
To reach the top of my favorite hill
I started to trek against the cold wind
I cared none; I just wanted to get to the top
All alone with my soul and heart
Hopes are many and so are fears
Once I get there, shall come the happy tears
And finally, I reached the peak
The ecstasy within just came out
In the form of tears and I wept everything out
Then there was only way so to say
That was down, back to town
I left the place saying to self
‘A day shall come when you have to come down from the peak
No matter how much you do, how much you speak’
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