In the midst of sadness
we play the songs we know
and move with familiar steps
across the dance floor;
and at the edge
of these known things
we free-fall into the unfamiliar,
into the unknown.
FREE-FALLING
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
In the midst of sadness
we play the songs we know
and move with familiar steps
across the dance floor;
and at the edge
of these known things
we free-fall into the unfamiliar,
into the unknown.