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Feet at the edge

I imagine the fall

Air flowing through my hair

Body weightless and out of control

will it hurt when my bones break?

will my soul have a chance to escape?

feet at the edge

I imagine this all

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s-h-miller
American
Published
Apr 6, 2012
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