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The Edge of Fear

Poetry

D. Abboh
1 min readMar 22, 2020

I am a breath still breathing — at the edge of fear

the unknown is where I go from here
where everything’s blurred and remains unclear
unlearning and reimagining how to live in the world

I am a breath still breathing — at the edge of fear

the body in the wilderness, a homeland with a name
the wildest dreams my ancestors can claim
come closer, let me whisper in your ear

I am a breath still breathing — at the edge of fear

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D. Abboh
D. Abboh

Written by D. Abboh

Hey there - I'm D. Writer/Storyteller | Creative Non-Fiction | Poetry. I know a little Tai Chi - but my Kung Fu is weak. Email: dabboh76@outlook.com

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