Trophy in my arms

Far up the mountain
You stood;
Shining like a star;
The golden price I wanted;
I looked at the mountain
Up high;
To get my price
It had to be conquered;
Your love gave me strength;
Your love gave me courage;
Your love drove away
All fear from my heart;
Your love made the magic;
And the end of the day
I conquered;
My trophy in my arms.

OctPoWriMo

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