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Dec 2016
On the edge.
No, not close to the edge.
Right there ******.

Terrifying, lovely.
Lovely, indeed.

Sublime.

I'm afraid, to be honest
of letting go and of letting in.

I'm so close to falling, yet I waiver, I wonder, I stall
I'm unsure.






I've never been so sure.
Written by
Sabrina O'Connor
518
     Lior Gavra and ryn
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