Catch Me
I lose my balance
and begin to fall,
a backwards glance,
perhaps that's all
A look ahead,
too far, so fast
from back to front,
from future to past
I spin, I plummet
from off the summit,
so high we are,
we've climbed so far
And yet, I'm here
still standing fast,
I've not yet fallen
so far at last
You catch me
and you break my fall,
you hold me up
and I stand tall
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