The delirium in mind
Has halted my ascending
The mountain trek
Why I climb I ask
Can not I rest or
Go down, I am tired
Of this journey
Liar I heard within
Myself and my agony
But I prefer to stay at
where I have been resting at
And fear is meaningless...
I live with contentment
No hope for explorations...
Myself, my agony
Llll
Of
Gg
Can not rest or
Go
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