Stand Tall.
Hold your ground.
As the storm stares you down.
Hold your tounge.
Shout over the noise.
Your world may end before you.
As your toes hang over the edge,
the danger will push you further.
You have two choices, jump or fight.
You Won't Do Anything Brave, Will You?
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I would like to translate this poem
13/13 - A great challenge. Some one must be there to accept ur challenge. B Brave my child. Keep writing.