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Calm Carl

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On The Edge

On the edge close to letting go.

Close to letting go, full of fear.

Full of fear that letting go will mean constant descent.

Constant descent into the darkness of my soul.

The darkness of my soul smiling smugly.

My soul smiling smugly as it consumes the fear.

Consumes the fear as I stand on the edge.

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