The danger lies beneath, they say. Is that why I'm standing here? Staring down from above, into the valley of the unknown, my heart is pounding; yet my body is still. The voices in the wind whisper to jump, but the blood in my veins are holding out for a savior.
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savior
The danger lies beneath, they say. Is that why I'm standing here? Staring down from above, into the valley of the unknown, my heart is pounding; yet my body is still. The voices in the wind whisper to jump, but the blood in my veins are holding out for a savior.