the mountain holds
its silence, just as it held
not as a threat
but as a question
you
move upward,
each step leaving behind
the weight you once
believed was yours
air
thins,
yet vision clears
stone becomes less
a barrier,
more a passage
what seemed immovable
is only the outline of fear
what remained remains
as the horizon
unfolding without beginning
furthered with steps
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