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Standing in the middle of the ground looking around,
Trying to figure out how!
You look up at the sky wondering why?
And you stare up, tearing, afraid to look down,
Because you know underneath you feet there's nothing supporting you but concrete,
Crumble, Crumble dammit,
I said crumble you say in your head,
But theirs something telling you to hold on,
Stand your ground,
Hang in there,
You can make it,
You look around to find another route to happiness,
You see it, but it's far away,
You crack a smile,
Not because you found another way,
It's because you know it exists,
You know you have something waiting for you on that side of the tracks,
Keep going you'll make it there soon,
I PROMISE!
