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Jan 2017
And this I know:
when I am out
  and I can see the end -

I'll never approach the cliff
and give myself
              the other side

and that
   from far away
I can pretend
it's all
a free fall
into
nothing
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
551
   James
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