Upon the lofty peaks of life, I yearn to tread,
Someday, to those heights I'll be led.
No obstacle can thwart my determined stride,
For my destination, I'll bravely ride.
Together, hand in hand, we'll forge our way,
Across deserts scorched, or fields of hay.
Never shall we glance back at our past,
Pressing forward until the very last.
With the banner of triumph held high and true,
Acknowledging sins, yet embracing anew.
One day, my journey's end I'll find,
With the sweet fruits of victory, and peace of mind.
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