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May 2017
there, I ended up,
not sure of why or how,
along the edge of the highest cliff
i could have found
anywhere within a thousand miles,
teetering. off balance
sobbing into the precipice below,
a note of importance and
a beautiful Indian necklace
grasped in my hand,
as an eagle soared above me majesticly
the four directions cardinal appeared
as I spoke my native language
to the upper world
calling came the
lower one.
I found my center
right there
as I jumped.
wordvango
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