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Over the brink.
Access to freedom.
She stepped over the fire’s threshold,
the sky in perpetual shade.
The door closed behind,
the one ahead too far to reach.
What was before her eyes
was once at her feet.

©November 2019, Christina Anne Hawthorne

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