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Standing there suspended 

Between the heavens and 

The abyss I am at the 

Pinnacle of the Triangle 

Time stands still my 

Heart is in my throat 

The spirit is willing 

But my calculations are weak 

Casting this fragile apparatus  

Off the precipe 

The rush of cool air 

The thrill of adrenaline  

I am following an elipse 

On a one way orbit 

My position is triangulated 

But the hypoteneus curves 

I am accelerating along 

A 3-second path I cannot predict 

Light itself wraps itself around me 

Until I am immersed in the deep 

When I surface again 

Time and space have  

Resumed but the vertigo 

Of total relativity remains