Not Today - October 2003 - by MrM

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We stood together 

on a high cliff,

Looking over the edge 

into oblivion,

Both wondering 

what would happen

If we just let ourselves go;

Wishing 

that we could fly,

Wondering 

if we might be able.

As I started 

to step off the edge

You held me back 

From certain death.

I held tightly to you,

Pretending, 

for the moment, 

That someday we might fly 

together,

Even if not today.

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