they say that a goddess once lived on this mountain
that she left when the people no longer believed
I could go to the edge
look down
and see further than I ever have
one step more and all doubt
could be erased
I think it must be that somewhere
within all this detention and fear
this shallow breathing
eyes darting twist of fate
there lives a spark
of some innate and shapeless longing
to touch the hem of her gown
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