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Thank you, Peter

March 25, 2026
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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.