On the ledge

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Standing on the ledge of the window of the highest floor of the building,
She peered down at the vehicles moving down below
To the very end she moved,
Looking down had started to make her giddy
She wanted to move away from the edge
But she was not allowed to
As he stood there and  held her in place
Not allowing her to move
Because finally she had gained the courage to overcome her fear
And he held her, helped her
He being her best friend stood by her side
©unknownwriter007

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