Four miles down, but many more to go.
These days I've been taking it very slow.
I was soaked from leaping out that pool of regret.
Still you helped dry me off and I am in your debt.
I take back what I said as I clung to the forbidden tree.
I am so very lucky to find out that you still love me.
To believe in good faith that I am unlike other men.
To observe in good faith as I have begun to live again.
There are no more nightmares and no more demons
There are only dreams of better times and better seasons.
As I ran through the cheering crowd in the last race,
Eager hands stroked my grinning, sweat drenched face.
And it makes me happy to see all the smiles intact.
I find comfort in the open arms that welcome me back.
My troubled mind is finally at ease.
For no longer am I living on my knees.
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