Mountain Climb
As the sun goes down our journey starts and our feet begin to wander
For hours and hours we hike, and over countless trails we ponder
The journey is long and its not easy, its nothing but sweat and blood for miles
But eventually we reach the top, and all we can do is stand in awe and smile
Weve made it, despite people saying to do it we would have to be insane
No flashlights, no sun, but somehow we made it to the summit, and also back from where we came
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