Too Close To The Edge

Too close to the edge, I was once 
To rain and storm, I used to dance 
I used to play with the sun and moon 
Hoping my glory would come to soon 

I chased my fate on deathly plains 
Hoping that race would bring me gains 
I travelled mountains, near and far 
Trying to rope and touch the star 

Too close to the edge, I almost fell 
Believing that I owned a spell 
A dared too much the scorching heat 
Thinking that great was my heartbeat 

I fished on sea on stormy night 
Thinking that time was always right
Too close to edge, I dared the deep 
That to now, hunts me in my sleep
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