Hang In There

The moon doesn’t seem to mind,

and neither do the stars.

 

And what waits below?

There’s a whole city

all sprawled out beneath,

all the lights calling out,

and it is not like

you could choose

where you land.

 

Just hang in there.

 

You can never be

so high up

that you won’t survive the fall.

While your fingers

strain at the weight

of holding you up,

enjoy the view.

 

Even the moon

has forgotten

why it climbed so high

in the first place.

 

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