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I stand before the great divide, a seemingly endless canyon that runs for miles. I jump, freefalling for what seems an eternity, not caring if the safety chute I have opens or not.
It's that freefall I've experienced so many times in life, the one that leads to nowhere except into sorrow's waiting arms. The other times I've jumped, the chute hasn't opened, and all I've done is crash into a churning river of heartache and met my demise.
Will the right chute be in my pack this time? Will it open and save me from certain doom? Only time and fate can know.
