I walk along the cliff
Admiring nature's gift
Sometimes my path, slowly it drifts...
Ever so close to edge
Someday I just might fall.
Something always pulls be back,
Keeps my feet on track
I never look back
The shadows, they scare me
If only when the sun is low
My stride is strong and steady
Leading me forward, sometimes sideways...
What should happen if I side step to far?
I hope never to know
The fall over the edge
Ever so fearful that it will be slow.
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