Poem -
The Cliff

If life was a hill,
I'd be starring from the bottom of a cliff,
with hope to someday climb it,
although I've tried to climb this cliff before,
the result is the same,
I slip and fall right back to the bottom,
the hope to climb this cliff slowly withers away,
like leaves during the first snow fall.

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