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my existence, now,
stands alone on a cliff
between letting go
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& holding on.
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both of which
might be too perishable
for my own good.
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so, it is only fair
to stand as still as possible.
to hang on.
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miscellany - book ii ✓
Poetry"yet your name still beats in my brown heart poetry." - an anthology exploring the sensitive subjects of love and the pain caused by it and others. - ©all rights reserved 2020 (vaulce) -[ 14 / O8 / 2O2O] ...
