Written by Adam Elwood
I wonder if it ever really get old?
Living on the edge of almost and too close?
Too close and not close enough. Too soon yet
far enough away. Like Icarus, I took will
burn my wings. And the answer
will stare me in the face.
Photo by Andre Sebastian
We all need to, break, a couple of times, to, find out, what we are, made, of…
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