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Hao-Kai Pai LadderThe ladder in the backyard Stands under the shadow Of the tree. Long ladder, With ropes and steps, Is the only way Leading to your secret place. The hands guide you, Letting go of the previous step, Reaching into the sky, And then grasping the ladder rung by rung. Your feet, which once led Firmly on the ground, Now must anxiously follow into the air. Defying the law of gravity, Trying to move away From the center Of the invisible force. Then, the ladder starts to shake. Don’t be afraid! When you fall, the soft grasses Will catch you. So, Don’t waste time on looking down! Look up! The blowing wind Accompanies your brave act, With the squeaking sound Sneaking in as basso continuo. Strong and tight, Your desire to reach the airy castle Has a quality Steadier than the gusts. Surrounding you, succession of air, Surpass obstacles. It is your own hand that can decide If you can reach your secret place And open the door of the castle.
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]
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