Nukiyama's Hill of Life

By: Andrey Lim
Competition Year: 2013
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As I mount the hill of Nukiyama, I see life's figure
At the hillside, where my youth spirit is ablaze
I spread the heat of joy and glee
Never realizing the bubble of mischief I set loose
That on the warm pinnacle, would engulf me, haul me down to a cold hole

In the cold trench I ponder and ponder and ponder
To decipher the misdeed I unleash
Until I overcome this cold blanket of depression and regret
With different warmth
The warmth of comprehension and maturity
That I hope to carry even higher, onto my critical moment
When I would break away from this world
And my worth shall be judged
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