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 The edge of the precipice July 19, 2002 The Iranian I have stood at the edge of the precipice, looked down and measured the length of my fall. I have kicked the pebbles with my toes, watched them disappear into the sea, never doubting where I wanted to be. I have sat with beggars and ate with kings wondering with what reason Fortune rings. I have circled the globe, swam its rivers, and let the waters wash my sins. I have pondered the question, over long sips of tea, of who is you and who is me? Let me now take this road, both familiar and unknown. But pray do not ask me to look into the future and see.
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