Night dawns as I fall back
Pushed from my fragile precipice
Where boiling snow reaches upward to grab me
One move and I am over the edge.
Regret fills each thought, and I wonder
Can I ever return?
Scarred with the embers of a searing new knowledge
Will I make my way back to innocence?
A single burning tear falls down on my shoulder
Healing even as it pierces
And I know there still is hope
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