The girl stands
on the edge
about to leap off.
The wind blows
her hair.
She can feel
the power of it
helping her over.
"What of friends
and family?"
All she thinks
she causes them
is pain
and gives
them problems,
never any solutions.
So this causes
her to leap.
For a second,
she catches the wind,
and flies like a bird.
But the wind,
being what it is,
let's go.
And she,
a solitary girl
who will never change the world,
slowly falls to her death.
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