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The Cliff


Standing on the edge

Looking down into the swirling abyss below
That could be my watery grave
Just a quick step forward
And it would all be over
Leaning forward
Thoughts flooding in
The sound of waves crashing assaulting my ears
It would be so nice
Just to sleep
Sleep and never wake up
Life is so complex
Death is easier, quicker
Less painless
I decide
Take a deep breath 

And step back

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