Musings on Life from a Dead Girl
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    Highwire

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    I am walking a fine line
    Arms outstretched for balance 
    There is no net below
    Just cold, unforgiving earth
    No one's there to catch me if I fall 
    Do I turn back?
    Or do I keep moving?
    Either way, I die in the end.
    Crash
    Hit rock's bottom 
    Or turn back
    And suffocate
    But what if I make it?
    What's on the other side of the wire?
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