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I Stood At The Threshold

 I stood at the threshold

 

Yes I was uncertain

Perhaps there was fear

But I had no choice

A future was here

Apprehension like a fog

No side clear

I was surrounded

No escape

Should I scream?

Who will hear?

I stood at the threshold

The next step uncertain

Definitely fear

Do I step forward?

Do I turn and run?

What the hell

It only a birthday

A time for fun

 

 Tony Waterfall

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