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Sep 2014
And just like that
I am plunging head-first through the clouds
Headed straight for the wide open sea.
No parachute to cushion my landing,
No safety net underneath me
Nothing but my trust in the unforeseen future,
trust that this ocean will not just swallow me up
but also spit me out.
Written by
Corinne
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