Nimble

What is this world if not but a mass held together by the tiny gears and pulley’s of life, thimbles for the nimble and nimble you must be to cross the threads that lie in between the sets of gears, full of fears, one false move will surely send you fumbling to the bottom at lightening fast speed, bumbling as you try to form a scream.

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