The Climb

I am taking the high road, I am going to take the highest road.

I will climb the highest mountain.
I'm climbing this mountain alone.

Alone is what I dislike most.
I must climb.

My nutrients here are not enough.

If I do not climb I will starve, but if I climb, I will starve trying.

The emptiness is here.
The void.
The climb.

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