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Feb 2012
I live life on the edge
On the edge of defeat
On the edge of deceit
On the edge of my seat
Will i fall?
skip a beat
feel the heat
live in the street
Will i rise?
become the best
need no rest
beat this test
Or will i embrace?
this pace
this endless race
this colorless taste

These questions are like fire
they light you up
they bring you higher

But maybe we should stand still
take in our fill, not climb this hill
just enjoy the time,
fulfill this rhyme,
live now, not later
nor up or down,
but straighter
James Marcro
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