Walk me across skyscrapers,
Standing upon a rope,
Dangling 100 stories in the air,
Only looking down,
Ground feeling closer than it should,
Wind blowing across my body,
Trying to push me over,
Have me fall to the Earth,
Then the rope breaks and wraps around me,
Keeping me against the building,
Giving me another chance to look at the ground,
Before,
Finally letting me go.
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