Faith
on the edge of a mountain i stood pondering, gaining the courage for one last leap of faith. a tear fell so softly and and grazed my face, and with its warmth i felt love for the last time. the wind danced gently passed my once vibrant body, as i leapt with my arms wide open into a sweet decent. I lay there now forever in the forrest that is my grave, I finally did it, and took that leap of faith.
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There is a lot to tell, so i will tell through my work. Cheers.
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