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Awareness (23)
Sometimes
My years seem like a glass bridge over the abyss
Learning how to cross, so fragile and alone,
The fear of height,
The fear of depth,
The fear of fear.
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from www.trilogyofthemirrors.com
poem
by
Raquel Angel Nagler
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