"The Climb"

A haiku on summiting

By David WhitePublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Climb, ascend, exert.

Push yourself, achieve the goal:

Attain the summit.

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David White

Author of six novels, twelve screenplays and numerous short scripts. Two decades as a professional writer, creating TV/radio spots for niche companies (Paul Prudhomme, Wolverine Boots) up to major corporations (Citibank, The TBS Network).

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A haiku on summiting

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