Dancing at the edge of a cliff
I stood at the edge of a cliff
Dared not look down
But could not resist
My stomach flew out of my breath
As I looked out into the precipice
The embrace of life and death
My heart wanted to collapse
Into the dark abyss
I felt the fear in my mind,
Answers to which I could not find
Was I enough?
Shall I be missed?
The winds seem kind to me now
As it tussles my hair
And blows me a kiss
As the sun winds down
Into the clouds
A burst of beautiful orange-red
Fills me now
I find myself dancing
At the edge of this cliff
The beginning is found in the abyss...
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