To sit on the top of a heap,
That has been achieved...
Through dedicated and disciplined activity,
One can only feel an accomplishment.
A sacrifice that has been done and validation.
And, without question, observed!
And if anyone has ever witnessed,
A panoramic view from a summit...
It is not the leaving it that saddens.
It's the forgetting of bringing along a camera,
To take pictures of a scene...
Even the doer had doubts would ever be seen!
However,
An achievement like this one accomplished...
Will never be taken away from one's memory.
The wishing for it has been lived.
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