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Jul 2018
Both feet on the ledge.
Looking down onto the ground below,
Knowing that one more step could end a life.

I know I will be free from danger,
You will catch me.
I will be saved.

But I took that step and I fell.
I fell, knowing you would be there,  
Knowing I would be unscathed.

I thought I would be free from danger,
You would be there to catch me.
But I wasn’t saved.
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   Iska
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