Perception in Unknown Territory of Precipice
Staring off into the dark abyss of the unknown,
walking on life's precipice trying to gain recourse.
Recounting, reflection finding new perceptions,
Trying to not to fall from the edge, I clear my head.
Life is a constant uphill battle,
you never know what it will bring.
Open it's door anyway, for it may lead
to a miraculous surprise of a new point of view.
Fear and anger are causes of self-destruction.
Don't let the different and unknown deter you.
To know everything is boring, never be afraid
to open your mindseye to new possibilities.
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