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Letting Go

I'm teetering on the edge
Of a clifside
Holding on for dear life
Yet wanting to fall
I've been debating the most logical rout
And have yet to choose
I weigh my optionns carefully concidering
Everything at hand
Should I walk away and spend my life
Wondering "What if..?"
Or should I drop, absorbing those few sweet moments of bliss
Before my crash
Suddenly... the answer comes... I realise
How simple it all is
And closing my eyes, I take a deep, long breath
And just...let...go..




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