There is a precipice
Where precise resolution
Presents the task.
This choice.
This fate.
You tread lightly
I stand firm
I have never understood
Those with only one foot over the line
Those who do not jump
Those with shaky foundations
Those with weak wills
And without fortitude
Those with excessive ego
Yet, without heart.
My dear,
If you do not yet know
You never will
Which makes the answer clear.
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