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The air around the lake is crisp
As a summer apple.
The rocks are hard beneath my ballet slippers
Cutting through the soft fabric of the shoes.
The lake splashes against the side of the rocks
The terror of falling clutches my heart like an icy hand
A figure chases me but all I can do is dance
Across the dark, damp, and dim lake
Lies my salvation.
The way to break the curse
The way to shatter the darkness
7 months ago