If you have forgotten

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Remember, friend, that you
can soften your fingers, let it slip
suddenly away, not like a climber’s rope,
but like a lunging animal to its
native habitat — it will run,
but not after you. Remember,
its feral teeth are not meant
for your flesh, but for
danger, for the wild,
for wonder even,
for the unseen places those
daring doubts explore.