Some mountaineer

A gilded thread my saving grace,
it keeps me tethered to this place,
Not far from yonder black abyss,
yet equally to summit missed,
But fixed betwixt I dangled, swung
Between a hell and harp string strung
The dark, the light and I the shade,
Where tempests have my morals frayed
Some mountaineer, I laughed aloud,
Caught between the earth, the cloud.
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