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Burton L. Carlson
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Mountain Climbing

At the moment of success,
soft rock may crumble.

You may simply curse and grumble
if you’re still roped in.

Where air is thin,
ropes and judgement may preserve your skin.

ExperienceSuzi PeelApril 4, 2015
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