We were teetering on the edge of a cliff
For so long our legs had grown numb as our hearts
She was the softest breeze
That sent us spiralling into the abyss
Would we have righted ourselves
Or fallen eventually anyway?
In the chaos of us unravelling I found:
A kindness that has been absent these last years,
An understanding I'd been too dim to see,
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