...no crescendo?

I honestly believe that this is a mountain without a peak.

I keep climbing, higher and higher, every day.

Just when I think I can't possibly love her any more than I already do...

...just when I think I have climbed high enough to push open the gates to heaven...

...I climb even higher, guided gently from behind by her calming winds.

Still, my legs are strong, my heart is pumping, and my dreams are set...

I could climb this mountain forever.

And I will.

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