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In the Woods

July 15, 2012

Right here, right now

It hurts to see

The pain of talking trickles through my heart.

Right here, right now

It hurts to close my eyes

The distress of thinking stomps around my body.

Right here, right now

Preparation for a leap commences

Faith induced, no hands held.

Right here, right now

Reality does not exist

Nothing is defined

The abyss before me reeks of failure.

Stooping, I touch the precipice

Melting, I become the bridge

A will, a way

Moving forward.

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