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The Precipice

When the sun came up she went down.

When the sun went down she rose.

When the masses ran she stood her ground.

She had met her maker,

Looked him straight on.

Death had forsaken her,

It would not take her back.

Instead of stopping, burrowing into the ground, she forged on.

She took the challenge and bent it by her own will.

She shook the restraints holding her back;

Made them do her bidding.

The future from here was unknown,

But it was there.

It was harsh and it was grating, but it was life.

And this life was hers.