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  • Sometimes people put things in perspective for you.
    Sometimes people flick like a light switch.

    I know, now, and always,
    that whenever I am pushed of a cliff,
    falling,
    and scared of the crashing waves,
    coming closer and closer,
    ready to drown me,
    swirling me into everything
    black
    and
    horrid,

    that there will be those that I love,
    and who love me,
    sweeping in,
    to catch me on their
    wings.

    It has been an awful week,
    but I am thankful that I flying on white feathers.
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