A poem about climbing and mountaineering.
Sometimes I wonder about
What it would be like
To be higher than the clouds
and nearer to space than you could dream
And to howl like a wolf alone;
out in the vast wilderness
with no keys, money or phone
and just feel the pure stillness.
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