Margaret AtwoodI lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.
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When you are afraid that you are going to lose your life, when you are in a very bad state of mind, you will find yourself in a very bad position. And when you are in a very bad position, you will also come to a very bad end. I went for a long time in a desperate situation and I found myself in a very big trouble. I was in a difficult situation and I was afraid that I could get thrown off the edge.
Source: Cats Eye.
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