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On The Edge


teeter-tottering
emotions
volatile,
all!

Like a high-wire walker
without a balancing pole
teeter-tottering
without a net.

On the edge
sanity screams
to resounding echoes
in a chasm
deep, dark
teeter-tottering

on the edge
teeter-tottering
on the edge
of Hell.


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