I had not realised I was in a valley.
Yet all around me were savage mountains
And a river of curses coursed the lowest plain.
But, I hear you say, valleys teem with life,
While mountains are soaring wonders
From which the rains run down
To fill rivers with bounty.
All that you say, I know.
So a menacing shadow did not scare me.
Instead I was afraid of what would survive
What was required to keep me alive.
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