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A FEARLESS LIFE

Living on the edge

A FEARLESS LIFE

Living on the edge is like jumping out of a planeĀ 
Without a parachute, without restraintĀ 
Gravity calling, pulling me close
Living for the moment at the doors of Adios.

Heart racing, adrenaline pumpingĀ 
Eyes wide open, never fearingĀ 
Chasing my dreams with fearless ambitionĀ 
Embracing each challenge with steel convictions.Ā 

Living on the edge, a dangerous dance
Where uncertainty swirls in a risky trance
Balancing precariously on life's tightrope
Courageously facing each slippery slope.

Exploring uncharted territories without fearĀ 
From the shackles of conformity, soaring through the airĀ 
Unafraid of the unknown, embracing the thrill
Living on the edge, against all odds, against all will.

Riding the waves of uncertainty, holding on tight
Embracing the darkness, embracing the light
For in the shadows and difficulties, life found,
So let me live on the edge, where freedom abounds.

Wilford Barker.

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Bernadete van d...

Beautiful and meaningful. I really like this piece, Wilford, I reckon this is one
of your best. Live with eloquence and take good care of yourself, will you ?Ā  BĀ 
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