Mountains to climb, and emotions to shine.
Clouds anew, as though dew.
Moments were few, amongst the true.
Feeling guilty, for the dirty.
Betrayals shun, for the nun.
Wasn’t it right, if I sight.
Moments were thousands, in the eyes of mountains.
Feeling the surreal, was it real?
For you, I want to be true.
Note:- nun=none. I used it as for poetry (poetic license)
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