The Edge

Always walking the edges
can be
excrutiatingly lonely,
alluring. There are
sirens there
singing to you,
calling to you,
tempting and tantalizing you
to come and see the amazing
and awesome sites,
if you come to the edge,
if you just let go
of what is expected
and come take a peek.

You may be ostrasized,
you may be envied,
you will always know you are alive.

Do you stay ont the edge?
Do you come in from the
invigorating cold
and try to function in the mundane?
Do you jump?
And, if so,
do you fly into the cosmos?
Do you dive into the depths of the underworld?
Do you end up on the moon
orbiting the earth
searching for the edge again?

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