Standing on the precipice of something great
Climbing the crag, reaching for foothold in the rock face
Looking up, peak pierces sparkling sky
Looking down, abyss summons a breach
Teetering, torn, struggling to keep eyes upturned
Fighting temptation to falter into chasm
Life and death dangles in the balance
Future is brilliant
Will the rope snap?
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