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Jan 2017
There's fire on the mountain
Would you let it burn you?
It only hurts a little.
I'd die to climb it!

Give up everything to behold
The majesty of it's summit
Taste the air and feel
The vapor engulf me in its thick, smokey fog

Let licking tongues of flame
Burn away blame
Turn the impossible into a smoldering cinder
Ready to spark another trail of lust and adventure

I died on that mountain top
My eyes burnt from weeping
Never to witness it's beauty again for as long as I breathed
I gasped and spit with tears of ash and lungs aflame
At the end of a dying dream...
Only to awaken and realize
the mountain and it's fire were just outside the door
Waiting for me to come and explore....
Steven L Herring
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Steven L Herring  Virginia, USA
(Virginia, USA)   
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