Out On the Edge
I live out on the edge of space, where it's all dark, real black.
and sometimes I don't know if I can ever make it back.
I try real hard to make , it but everytime I do,
I don't see the light on the other side, it just doesn't shine through.
by:Penny Kauffman
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