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Edges

I like the Edges, always have

They draw me right up to them

Sometimes… I stumble, and almost go over

A few times I just sat there like a kid, kicking my feet over, swinging them in a rhythm; left, right – left, right – left, right just staring… Out There.

For some reason having an edge in sight is comforting, like Walking beside the Ocean

Safe is there, Gone over there, the Attraction being Right Here.

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