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I climbed back up
out of the mire
out of the dark
I stand on the edge, the wind on my back
a great feeling of freedom
weightless thoughts given to the sky
arms outstretched
ready to recieve peace
just for a moment
I sway, so close the the edge of falling
and the rocks begin to slide beneath my feet
a mad scramble for a hold
fingers entrenched tenuously in the soil
toes scrabbling for a step
just to stop the skid
I can stay here
I can cling halfway down
just please don't let me fall
the quicksand shoots snakey vines out
catches my legs
exerts it's deadly pull
forceful and authoritative
dragging me under
squeezing my breath
I can't let go
I can't pull up
no falling
no climbing
no energy left to pull
but the wind is still with me
as long as I don't let go
I can't disappear
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