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Four stages, wrought to have you wring, wrangle, and wrestle
With ropes, chains, rings, 2-inch ledges, and cliff hangers.
The roar of the crowd cheers you on as you grab a vessel,
Trying to balance so you don’t fall into the dreaded cold pool water.
The audience shouts your name, encouraging, cheering for you.
Sweat coats your skin as you focus from one obstacle to another.
The smell of fear is in the air as you near stage four.
O, how you must taste the closeness to victory.
You’re pure action, always in motion, gets you to do one step more.
At Mt. Midoriyama’s summit, you climbed to claim your glory. Continue reading →