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Feb 2018
Sitting on the edge of forever
Below awaits eternity
To jump would be quite the endeavor

Perhaps if I were more clever,
I would understand the void inside of me
Sitting on the edge of forever

It does not matter the weather
For here I wait alone, silently listening to the sound of every tree
Below awaits eternity

Leaping to the ground, to my life it would sever
But who knows what I may see
Sitting on the edge of forever

To live and be alive, really is whatever
And if I do not go now, I will never be free
Below awaits eternity

But I must decide soon, if not now then never
Maybe I will go on the count of three,
Sitting on the edge of forever
Below awaits eternity
Elizabeth Oyibo
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Elizabeth Oyibo  18/F/Iowa
(18/F/Iowa)   
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