Mind the step,
see the crack
that let's light in.
Take care,
tread in the prints,
of my foot sures and fells.
Hold my hand,
to pause-a-while,
to quell leap's surge.
Wait-a-while,
till the lilt of thorns,
and tilt of will subsides.
Take heed,
of the need for caution,
to survive the free-fall
leap of faith,
without cause and or chute,
into oblivion....
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