what a wonderful hike
I'm adding up the cinder blocks
weighing in my bag
climbing up this mountain
till I reach the peak
"look at this beautiful view" they say
"how far I've come"
but I can't be proud of it
cause everything is still the same
and now its time to fall
falling
falling closer and closer to the surface
the cinder blocks visible
pulling me down
falling
falling
falling
and I reach the ground with open arms
If a tree falls in a forest, and there’s no one around to hear it, does it make a sound?
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