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Once you helped me climb Kilimanjaro

And I never realised how much it meant to me until I got to the top

Saw life from a distance

And felt your hand in mine

 

I don’t think I have ever thanked you enough

All I saw was me

How many rocks came lose under my fingers

How many times I almost fell

How dizzy and faint I was from all the thin air

 

Thing is

Now all I see

Is how you were climbing to

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the other day someone mentioned how I do not know you, I have never meet you, and how you could be lying about who you are ... and I realised, sure, that could be true, you could be lying through your finger tips out your keyboard and straight to web browser... AND it would not change who you have been for me in the sightest

 

so just in case I haven't said it enough...

Thank you <3

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last updated 30 May 2013 - 5:01pm
©30 May 2013 - 4:35am — running_with_rabbits
17 June 2013 - 11:27pm — nightlight1220
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It is not the relationships,

It is not the relationships, but the memories from the relationships that give them meaning. It can be a difficult truth to accept in our world of possessive relationships.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

18 June 2013 - 4:41am — running_with_rabbits
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:)

life means what we make it mean ;)

Much Love

Ashley

17 June 2013 - 2:22pm — Beavis
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:-)

Wow!!! This is another "pull over" poem! And that's the thing about climbing up difficult terrain - you should never do it alone ;-)

17 June 2013 - 11:07pm — running_with_rabbits
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:)

<3 

Much Love

Ashley