Hesitation
Hesitating, she stands
On the edge
A sharp cliff with jagged rocks
Crashing laughter of waves below
The mockery is enough
She turns to see the others
Huddled in their caves
One after another wishing
Hands wrapped, eyes dripping
But it's that last
Pushing off
Facing the punishment
She soars
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