Maybe
I think at last I have a chance
A silvered hope in distant view
Of morning smile to match my own
And arms to hold in safe and calm
But this chance I think will rest
On daring leap from safety’s cliff
From height so tall I lose my breath
For fear of fall and death’s embrace
A nightmare’s dream in sunset sky
Alone in hope of chance’s flight
Of breaking free from torment rest
To live a life I know will last
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