The Edge of the World
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I stand there at the edge of the world awaiting my fate. The winds at my back nudged me forward… ever closer to the edge. But they would not win for I stood my ground. The small victory fueled the reckless courage within me. I kicked my shoes off sending them sailing over the side of the precipice. I inched forward until my toes dangled over the edge. I wiggled them in defiance. I would face this obstacle on my terms. I would glare into the unknown with a fire in my heart and… Slip and fall. Stupid dream. |
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Tags: Dark Ramblings  Jeffery Stevenson ... 11:13 pm
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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