Climb

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we arrive, exhausted the next day at the foot of a mountain. they tell me that there is no time, that you have to climb right away because a gate up there will soon close. i don't understand anything anymore, i don't even try to understand and i tell myself that i'm dreaming. i then refuse to move and continue this masquerade, my whole family must already be wondering where i went. they do not seem to want to force me or even to be hostile towards me, they seek a solution. i hear further a soldier talking about a helicopter on the walkie-talkie, but where do they come from?

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