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We used to stand on the stop of the cliff,
starring down at those who fell,
fell from grace,
fell from love,
fall from all which was good,

But now the tides have changed,
the tables have turned,
now i look up at the cliff,
wondering what happened...
why i fell...

I don't know,
but i need to stop now,
turn around,
run towards goodness,
just keep running,

Not stopping,
till my answers are found...

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