I am frozen in time

like a glacier on a mountain

The weather defines

What I’m feeling

What it amounts to

And what I am looking for

When we reach the peak

Such an amazing view

is found there

It remains true

But might seem much different

from the lower ground floor

It gets hotter at the core

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I am crossing the line

At the corner we are rounding 

The outcome defines

What I’m feeling

What it amounts to

And what we can not ignore

When we reach the books

A select few

records are found there

They remain true

But are so much different

Than the further down scores

Focal points seem to mean more

**

I am changing my mind

like a signal at a stoplight

The traffic defines

What I’m feeling

What it amounts to

And what we might have in store

If we reach safely

Make it through

Something new is found there

This remains true

But might feel much different

When we get to the door

Or if

there’s a change in course

**

I am feeling the climb

For all of youth at the fountain

The weather defines

What I’m feeling

What it amounts to

And what I am looking for

When we reach the peak

Such an intense blue 

Can be found there

It remains true

But might seem much different

When the waves start to pour

Way more water at the shore

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