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Swaying in the wind

At the edge of a precipice

I stare into the abyss

And I see you down below

Waiting with open arms

Happiness takes hold

As I let go

I just keep falling as

I feel the wind caressing

Every worry I ever had

Disappearing

Fading

Until there is only you

Categories: Poetry

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