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Already tired and hungry, Almost without strength, but believing in himself. Looked at the top, the way was long, Looked and walked, pushing his thoughts. Clinging to branches, stones, grass, Stumbled and fell to his knees. Told himself that I will come, I will come to the top of this mountain. He rose and fell again, Looked at the sky with tired eyes. His fall was long, He'll get up, just give him a chance to breathe. It's not far, it's just a little bit, The summit is close, just reach out and touch it. How much he's had to endure and walk, There's no turning back. One step, two steps, a new ledge, The rocks are flying behind him. It's not far, it's just a little bit, The next summit will be mine. He's climbed and fallen again, Looking at the sky with tired eyes. His fall was long, He'll get up, just give him a chance to breathe. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he had fallen, He was lying on the rocks, groaning and moaning. He couldn't reach the top, and he didn't have the strength to continue, He should have stopped earlier to catch his breath.