together we will rise out of our nightminds

I were blessed by
a different kind of inner view: it's all magnified.
The highs will make me fly,
but the lows make me want to die.
And you were once here,
hanging from that very ledge where I am standing.
So you know, you know, you know,
it's easier to let go

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