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the other side

August 30, 2013
By Anonymous

The Beauty
It sends The beckoning glances,
I look away
for I am afraid
of what is on the other side.

If I travel
Too far
From what I know
And who I am
I will drown
in those raging rapids
And then who would I BE?

Nobody sees me anymore.
They saw me hesitate
and stopped asking.
They frolic on the other side
Finding who they are.

I watch the river
and the minnows
At peace where they are.
And I think,
I know who I am.
I'm me

But seeing the stepping stones,
All across
the glistening blue water,
I wonder
Who am I really?

And I step
on the first stone to the path
And start toward the other side


The author's comments:
I was thinking about my life, and then I thought of the bridge to Tarabithia. This book is semi-inspired by that

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