I love looking down the cliff. it makes me feel accelerated. I love going to the mountain and looking down the cliff. it is such a beautiful view from the top of the cliff. I’ve been lu
Drive off it, why is it that even in all our fear and common sense, there is still that nonsensical desire to fling ourselves off it and see, for a moment, what it is to fly?
At the height of the cliff
after the feat has been accomplished
with the wind billowing
and the clear sky so near you can almost touch it
you ask yourself what all this has been for
the answer is in the skips of your heartbeat
the jittery dance of your stomach
and the wide smile sitting across your face
this, right here, is where happiness resides
The cliff was covered by ivy and trees clinging to its face. It did allow some handholds for climbing up its face, although sometimes the tree or vine would pull away, leaving the climber swaying, trying to cling to the cliff face rather than fall to the abyss below. .
I love looking down the cliff. it makes me feel accelerated. I love going to the mountain and looking down the cliff. it is such a beautiful view from the top of the cliff. I’ve been lu
Drive off it, why is it that even in all our fear and common sense, there is still that nonsensical desire to fling ourselves off it and see, for a moment, what it is to fly?
At the height of the cliff
after the feat has been accomplished
with the wind billowing
and the clear sky so near you can almost touch it
you ask yourself what all this has been for
the answer is in the skips of your heartbeat
the jittery dance of your stomach
and the wide smile sitting across your face
this, right here, is where happiness resides
The cliff was covered by ivy and trees clinging to its face. It did allow some handholds for climbing up its face, although sometimes the tree or vine would pull away, leaving the climber swaying, trying to cling to the cliff face rather than fall to the abyss below. .