From the bottom
The mountain seems high
Gathering tools from the dirt
Armed with knowledge, I climb
Looking down
Seeing crabs trying to pull me down
Looking up
Seeing helping hands
Grabbing one
Passing some that have helped
Steady climbing
A moment to reflect upon my success
But looking up
Seeing my journey isn't over
There is more to climb of this mountain
Stopping to obtain skills to continue my climb
Securing the rope
Upward I journey
Unsure of what's on the top
But still I climb
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