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Mar 2012
Brink leaned over.
So very close to the edge.
He leaned so far.
His mind began to fall.
And noticed.
A woman and child.
Right there where he might land.
Brink leaned back.
Maybe she will go in a moment.
Brink breathed deep.
It is today, the day I will go.
A moment past.
Brink leaned over.
So very close to the edge.
Mind began to lean, then hears a sound.

STOP!!!

Brink leaned back.
Now looking and seeing a cop.
Who the **** are you, Brink asked.
Please stay where you are was the reply.
My name is PC Stop.

WHAT!!!

You are kidding me Brink said.
PC Stop what the ****.
I know she said.
It messes with my head to.
But know that is my name.

NO BRINK SHOUTED!!!

As PC Stop jumped off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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