I stood on the bluff In the quiet of dawn. A risk beckoning, daring me to leap. The deep yawned vast, its depths mystery,
Yet my heart whispered, “This is where dreams sleep.”
I cast aside caution, shed the cloak of fear, and stepped into the void, my pulse racing.
The wind carried my doubts away, As I footed with uncertainty, embracing the space.
The risk was a tightrope stretched across time, Balancing dreams against the weight of doubt. Each step is a heartbeat, a leap of faith; I wove my story in the threads of the clouds.
Regrets? None. For in that daring flight,
I found courage, resilience, and the taste of freedom. Life unfolded its canvas, painted with bold strokes, And I soared, unburdened by what-ifs or reasons.
So let us raise a toast to risks taken,
To the edge where possibilities bloom.
For it’s in those leaps, those heart-pounding moments, that We discover the magic of being alive in full bloom.
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