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Few are born to ascent.
Those few that are may lack the strength of character to attempt it.
Without recklessness it is almost inconceivable.
Our Minstrel, hazards the mountain path alone,
and asks none for advice, for who could tell him even of its existence?
If he falters, his limbs rot where they fall.
Torn from his torso by that pitiless Cave Bear who crouches,
ravenous, in the depths of our consciousness.
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