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On the Verge


Aaron L. White

i was hungry for a star, or a raindrop of hope.

just looking at the sky to find an answer or two.

so i whispered and i wondered in sentences half-made,

and the world began to improvise with commas.

i thought about the fruit, ambrosia of the gods.

i ate the tasty nectarines that fell from the tree.

but it didn't taste so sweet, there was bitterness inside;

i guess that i should always have known better.

and here i am. all alone and

i know that i want to, keep trying for myself

and never ever look back.

with a glance and a prayer, or something like that,

maybe everything will float back into place.

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