December 15, 2008
A twisting slope, I step upon
It shakes and twists with every step
Afraid to fall, I look back now
But the slope just got steeper
Forward I must go, with my life on risk
I plant my feet to keep from falling
And walk ahead, step by step
And soon enough, I find myself at
A constant slope...
Where everything falls into place

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