My Goal

If I succeed and pass the heights,
I've set myself within my sights.

I'll know for sure I have achieved,
The very heights I did perceive.

I cannot stem desire,
That burns within my soul,

Consuming me with fire,
So I may reach my goal.

by Edna Mae Donaldson

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