Stand Up
I'm standing on the ledge
Of a castle built of sand.
One false step, one wrong move,
The disaster could be grand.
I breathe in deep and ponder
On the next move I should make.
I know the repercussions
Of even one mistake.
Look, here comes the tide,
Rolling in from sea.
It longs to wash away my castle.
To take the life away from me.
I decide that I should climb.
The castle crumbles in my hands.
I have to keep myself
From being buried by the sand.
Then I jump,
And to my amazement...
I stand up.
I am bigger than this.
Just stand up...
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