Thanks.
Enjoy.
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Acrophobic.
Hands placed, fingers spread
Can you feel the pressure?
It’s blowing the wind out of me;
A bond I need to sever.
Tipping now, ready to slip,
Toes slowly unclenched.
I’m alone, but it’s safe to say
You’re pushing me off the edge.
That sudden breeze, flashing images,
Now do you see me smile?
It’s all over now, finally.
Thanks for the good times.
