And with the last string cut
I dangle over the abyss.
Held once more,
by nothing but my own hands.
A.W.
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All That's In Between
PoetryA collection of my thoughts that I caught and wrote down in whichever place I happened to be.
...about blindly hoping
And with the last string cut
I dangle over the abyss.
Held once more,
by nothing but my own hands.
A.W.
