With you
With you I will climb
By slow uneasy steps
The sides of snows
The side of the
Mountain of the Blessed Pines
This we will climb
And
Time will bring us sacrifice
Time will bring us pain
Time will bring us sacrifice
With you
I will climb
Reach the heights
With beating breath
With bated breath
With snow furred eyes
Icicles
That drop from my hair
But I will climb
I will to reach
And there
In to the small plateau
That
On the top of those heights
Giddying
Will rest I:
with the halo of sudden
Greatness splashed on my wall
I will climb
I will climb.
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