The car tire balanced,
On the edge of a cliff.
I don't know if,
I could do that.
The bus balanced,
On the rim of a mountain.
I think I might be able to do that.
Yes, I might.
The train hung over the train tracks,
Off the edge of it's rails.
I wanted to do that.
I could do that.
I balanced life as best I could.
Sometimes I lived on it's edge.
I did that.
I could do that.
And it was fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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