done with a line,
symbolizes our freedom.
Two squiggles for snow
caps, two dashes flair,
and we're off, staggering
swagger at its feet.
It's tough to catch a
trademark
buried so solemnly grave;
But hidden within
the stitches and trim,
the object that
even mountains crave.
An amassing. A garnishment.
A sprinkling of calloustude.
So gallantly conceived,
an ego swelled to etude.
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