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Dec 2011
Here in this place,
screaming to change,
the truth will slap me,
smack in the face.

I cringe at the thought,
to lose it all.
I've been waiting so long,
lost and fought.

I find myself on the edge,
tipping over, about to fall.
A change on the rise,
before i'm off the ledge.
Written by
Kathryn Rule
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