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Keith Gordon
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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there is a castle
on a hill
and I am approaching its peak
and the winds whips
and my ears tear
and my legs are weak
but I continue to push
because beautiful fields arise before me
but I'm not sure how much more of this I can take
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