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Standing tall its rungs seemed so far apart then The ladder peered down at my achievements with glee, Realizing that I was nowhere near the standard of the men That so easily surpassed this obstacle before me. I tentatively touched the ladder, pleading for a strong foundation; The steel rungs screamed back at me. Nonetheless I flailed forwards, Gripping the battered beam without hesitation. It told me of my critical mistake as it flung me westward, And the jagged cliff loomed on as I was propelled ever closer To the end of my hubris, that so set me on this path years ago.
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
Standing Tall
Standing tall its rungs seemed so far apart then The ladder peered down at my achievements with glee, Realizing that I was nowhere near the standard of the men That so easily surpassed this obstacle before me. I tentatively touched the ladder, pleading for a strong foundation; The steel rungs screamed back at me. Nonetheless I flailed forwards, Gripping the battered beam without hesitation. It told me of my critical mistake as it flung me westward, And the jagged cliff loomed on as I was propelled ever closer To the end of my hubris, that so set me on this path years ago.
JRowley39
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Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 9:04 AM UTC
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