6 feet from the edge.
How far down does it go?
Thousands?
Just a few feet?
I will soon know
I'm not jumping to my death
I'm jumping to a new life
One that will talke me farther from here
To a life untold, unseen, unheard of.
Yet what will it be like?
I will soon find out.
The inevitable will be figured out
Hidden truths will be told
Sorrow no longer
Happiness forever
Pain, no more
Careless
You're not here
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