Best is Not Happiest

We levee our weight upon one another in a time where the fall leaves leave much left upon which to wonder

I left you where you loved me once on that spot upon that giant stone at the top of the mountain

Left in the woods summit climbing spectacle

To keep going to the disappointing pinaccle

To understand that best is not happiest

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