Maybe it's you
But I think I've changed
What I feared before
Doesn't matter at all
I don't know what I want
But I know what I have
And reaching for more
Might cost me the hold
Though the loss should be small
I fear the gain might be less
Which is all very sad
But not as bad as it gets
Untouched snow may seem harmless to move
But if it sets off an avalanche;
Then what would you do?
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