We were three again today.
The Mountain.
At first it hurts because it has to. Now it hurts because we want it to.
I'm the luckiest man on that mountain.
Some bobJuan bloggage:
in a hundred years
no, more than that
I might catch up to what
you are today
I've run on ahead again
will you wait till I get back to where
you are today?
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