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Sitting on the edge

Sitting on the edge of a cliff

I let my mind adrift

Leaving the cares to the Cosmos

For only this was apropos

For as a human only so much you can endure

Rest is for the almighty to ensure

Comes a time in each one’s life

Where you no longer fight the strife

For the illusions that time create

Are momentary and what a weak mind fabricates

Once you dig deep

You have the answers only the soul keeps

Sitting at the edge of a cliff

Finally I had the specter

To see that the cliff is only a precipice

And it’s the soul that defines your character

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