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Oct 2018
Like a river flowing over a cliff,
Slipping into infinity,
I walked to that place of solitude,
The edge of myself.

Testing whether to jump, I called out to Sanity.
We are but acquaintances in this life. I watched and waited, but It never stopped me.
Liz Hill
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Liz Hill  United States
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