Maybe they are not stronger than me after all. Maybe they too...

Maybe they are not stronger than me after all. Maybe they too are exhausted and their patience is ready for a break. Maybe the process required for them to reach the heights they have reached, reduced far too many of their rocks to rubble. Maybe they too feel the weight of years, maybe they scream of loneliness and frustration, only in a voice we do not understand, a language we do not speak. Maybe I am they and they are me. Weary from the strain and ready to feel footprints upon their surfaces once more.

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