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Sometimes the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge Is imagining myself running, jumping and soaring Off of the rocky, gray mountainside cliff Racing towards the pit below to be crushed by the unforgiving earth.
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Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 4:10 PM UTC
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Sometimes the only thing that keeps me from going over the edge Is imagining myself running, jumping and soaring Off of the rocky, gray mountainside cliff Racing towards the pit below to be crushed by the unforgiving earth.
tiffany-valentine
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Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 4:10 PM UTC
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