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Jan 2011
I bump along the wooden track,
Along this time around,
Climbing up into the mountains
High above the ground.

My life suspended for a while,
My happiness at such height,
Where dangers cannot touch me now
Or take me from my flight.

But how could I forget the fact
That nothing good will last,
This drop ahead is nothing new ā€“
Just a horror from my past.

My smile quickly fades away
As I fall from the sky,
Taking this familiar dive,
Asking myself why?

Enclosed in the blackened tunnel,
Hidden from the sun,
I close my eyes and fold my hands ā€“
Too late, my fear has won.

Iā€™m trapped inside this darkness,
Afraid this is the end
When finally I see the light,
Just around the bend.

Broken from the crippling spell,
I continue on my way,
But not before remembering
The pain that will forever stay.
Alexandra Emmalie
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