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another hill to climb

i am standing
at the bottom
of what  
seems like
an endless
hill,
my legs  
are moving
my arms
are flailing
about,
my mind
races,
each step
each pebble,
jumping
each
blade
of grass,
the wind  
gone now,
my lungs
consumed,
and i have yet
to see
the top
of that hill.
BeginningPoet
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Author's Note
how many have tried to outdistance their own hill
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