Standing on the edge, thinking, should I jump?
It would be fun but I need to hold my breath.
How can I hold my breath and still look cool?
My suit is tight, is it too revealing—what if it falls off?
Is he watching…I have to do it, so he’ll see ME!
I shout “cowabunga” and jump, hoping I don’t choke without holding my nose.
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The Bag Lady 
awesome story had to lol at the last line! xo
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Nothing is infinite. The start of every journey begins with eyes on journey’s end; with every departure focused upon arrival. Arriving eventually at the edge of all that there can ever be, one pauses for a moment to peer over, down into the void below. And then one plunges forward. Into an ocean of unanswered prayers. Perhaps towards a new beginning.
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