On The Edge Read Count : 45

Category : Poems

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Most days I feel I’m on the edge
I look out and see great things out before me
But, they seem so out of reach
I know a “leap of faith” is needed to get me to goals that require sacrifice 
However, I fear the fall
But then, some days, I crave the fall
The depth of the canyon beckons to me for a relief from the incessant fires encircling me
This daily conflict keeps me frozen on the edge, waiting for the courage to step and heed the consequence. 

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