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I shan’t worry myself with such thoughts,

Like the mountain, unlike the sea, unlike the farm,
is the terrain where I truly belong.

With the humiliation of past defeats, I pack again,

I pack my kit to live my love again,

Of the snow, the cold, the risk, the climb.
I am set to take the first step now,

And one step at a time,
I shall have the world at my feet.

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