Did I at first hesitate;
Hop back, to be assured
When leaping to my birth that
The span was measured
Between failure and success?
Throb in Fear's reply
As with a fledgling's heart, before
Dropping from the sky?
This poor spirit, was it found
Cowering behind
Its angel, precursing school's
First day's averse mind?
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