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Nov 2013
I wasn't afraid of heights anymore.
In fact, they called to me
dared me to fly

and that's where I found myself
crouching beside the ledge of the bridge
crying, wailing, screaming
for no reason at all
scared, so scared but the
height beckoned for me,
opening it's warm arms
like an understanding mother
and enfolding me into them as I flew
Gaia
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Gaia  USA
(USA)   
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   Chuck
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