December 11, 2010
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She scales up the sloping ladder
Ice threatening her hold
The wind, it whips and bites her,
Demanding her defeat

One more reach, a lunge, a pull
And she drags herself
Onto the eroded ridge

Far above the tree line
The silence is oppressive
In this complete stillness
Screams will make no sound

One more glance at the sweeping sky
And she launched
Throwing herself
Plunging deep into the sea of snow

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