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Descent
roped together
on a cliff wall
keep going for there's doom should we stall
momentum counts
never look down
you look enchanting in your wedding gown
hope for no rain
dry grips better
black granite's awkward when its wetter
below is what
we left behind
up there who knows what we'll find?
the air is rare
birds swoop and cry
into ragged fea...
Wednesday 6th October 2021 11:32 am
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