On the edge of the cliff,
My hand struggled
To hold on.
You came
And extended your hand,
Willing me to take it
And accept your help.
I held on to that hand
And held on tight,
Knowing you can let me fall
And believing you never would.
Still, I hit the ground.
My hand struggled
To hold on.
You came
And extended your hand,
Willing me to take it
And accept your help.
I held on to that hand
And held on tight,
Knowing you can let me fall
And believing you never would.
Still, I hit the ground.

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