The ledge on which I stand is steep
and the more I look down the more I grow afraid to leap.
I'm not used to someone catching me when i fall
I'll hit fall down, hit my knees and crawl
before that happpens.
Now I'm asked to leap out on faith
even though my courage got poured out somewhere
and my wings are in the shop.
however my nerves have not taken a vacation.
so now I'm filled with anticipation.
amxiousness hung over me like a long shadow...
Either fall...or Fly
Which one is it?
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