Random thought by the fire

As I sit by the fire I’m left wondering, wandering Why we strive to climb the mountain then want to be higher? Is it the stars singing out my name like a choir Or is it the fact that all that’s above the ground is everything I desire Me I’ve always been afraid of heights I never aspired to be high But somehow I still float


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