Sitting on the edge
of the flat Earth
we fell in love.
Our toes dangling 'oer
the world's rim
just air below.
But we tire of
the precipice
so we walk on.
With feet on the dirt
we discover
the world is round.
That's how we wound up
where we began
so much in love.
With feet on the dirt
we discover
the world is round.
That's how we wound up
where we began
so much in love.
-Scott
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