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Toby M Noble
Poems
Nov 2012
Mist
When you are frayed,
Spinning, hanging on,
Held by the last twine,
No way of repair,
Let go.
Release the weight
from your wrist.
Fall, feel weightless
plunging through the mist.
Know nothing
of chances missed.
Just let yourself
fall weightless
through the mist.
Written by
Toby M Noble
New York
(New York)
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