The gorge

When the world crumbles,

And you stand at the precipice,

Staring into the deep gorges around,

A dark abyss.

A slip here and down you go,

A cascade into an empty void.

As you gaze into the horizon,

A shaft of light streams in,

Sheathed and clouded,

You hang onto the tiny ray,

In hope and desperation,

For you want to live,

And live fully,

The day to come.

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