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Feb 2019
i stand atop a building, its roof overlooking the streets below
the wind blows harshly at such an altitude
but i remain

my feet rest on the ledge
and my balance could fail me at any moment
i look down onto the busy cityscape
i can barely make out the figures
people walk below me
so small

as i watch
adrenaline pumps through my body
the roar of the wind echoes in my ears

I feel alive
Written by
Allison  21/F
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