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Nov 2013
I could see it this whole time
The cliff
That terrifyingly scary ,wondeful fall
waiting for me
Falling in love
I could see it before,
But now I'm slipping.
The ground I thought was firm beneath me
Is crumbling.
I'm sliding, slowly falling..
Back into love
Jane Doe
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