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Mar 2019
Don’t hold on
with one hand
dangling off
You can’t
get a grip
You’ll slip
Unless
you grasp
with all
your might
How are you going
to push yourself up
to safety’s landing
You’re not standing
You’re beneath it
It’s got you over
the edge
You’ll hang
swinging in the air
Fear is the height
Courage the plane
sandra wyllie
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