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Monday, July 02, 2007

To stand at the edge of a precipice.
Rise slowly to the tips, breathe in once,
Breathe in twice,
No sounds,
Cold, freedom.

To take a final step,
Take a step forward,
Pause.
Fall.
Smile.

Wind roaring in your ears,
The body feels light, tosses easily,
Falling in a rush.
Then nothing.

Mused by Sukunami Taka around 8:13 PM

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