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Life, sometimes, produces vertigo! It is not only heights that do it. Also the moments, the people, some kisses. That cold sweat that runs down our backs, that emptiness in the stomach, that twinge in the head. It's as if deep down we remember that we have no wings and that we can fall. I hope it's okay and that vertigo you're talking about is just a metaphor. I hug you and have a good start to the week, Eric
RE: Blessed Vertigo (Original Poetry)