Peak

Though I know

I am not there.

Though I know

it will take long.


Though those leaves

keep falling down, 

and growing up again, 

as I walk down this path.


It is a long journey,

and I am walking on,

to the peak.


No matter what comes,

walking on with my head held high,

I walk towards the peak, 

with no fear.


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