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Thank you, Peter

March 25, 2026
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Thank you, Peter

Up the hill,
Steep and exciting climb.
Yet the wind,
It sang.
Electric. Enchanted.
A thrill beyond wanted.
Doors opened,
As if the Gods listened.
Nothing I would dare imagine.
A wish once distant.

Then, my dark side betrayed.
Keys slid through my fingers,
I freaked the leader.
Keepers swung,
Casted out,
Rightly so.
I rattled their bones.

Yet embers held,
Love prevailed.
Deep within the soul.
Not vanished. Not lost.
A heartbeat that won't stop.

A fresh star shines.
No flare. No mask.
Rooted like the vines.
Hill at sight,
Back at it.
With my loved ones by my side.