The Deep

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Out on the edge in the deep.
Thorns above and beneath.
Shall I walk alone?
Heart shaking, pulse racing.
Stay on the path.
Don't leave a track.
I face what I've been chasing.
The light seeps through the cracks.
Breaking out now I see.
Out on the edge in the deep.
I was always above and never beneath.

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