Tag: InspirationalPoetry
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The Summit
They never see the climb —the way your hands bledagainst the stone,how your breath brokein the thin air of doubt,how the wind whispered, Turn back —and still, you rose. They only see you standing here,bathed in the sun of your arrival,but you remember the shadows —the nights stitched with fear,the weight of every almost-fall,the ache…