If my world was made with edges,
On the tip I'd always be.
Resentful that I had the choice...
And that security prevailed me.
If my world was made with edges,
You'd find me at every join.
Deciding whether to jump off,
Letting the decision be the coins.
If my world was made with edges,
I wouldn't still be here...
I'd have jumped off long ago,
Just to escape my fear.
Β©Odd
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