When I was hanging off the edge at the world's end
I felt a mix of fear and wonder, my strengths I had to fend
The abyss below me yawning, the sky above so vast
I couldn't help but question all the things that have past

I pondered on the meaning of life and all its mysteries
As I dangled on the edge, contemplating my histories
I wondered about the purpose of my existence here
And if I had truly lived, or just succumbed to fear

I gazed out at the endless horizon, the beauty of...