I know where the edge of sanity is.
I know exactly where it is for me.
I know the way, and every day
I can recall it from a perfect memory.
Once, on a whim, I walked myself there.
I wanted to see the colors blue and grey.
It didn't take long, the journey was light.
There was no getting lost along the way.
I have been to the edge.
And I have looked down.
I have seen what is down there.
And I can tell you now.
There must be something more.
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