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Startingwithspeed,
the fall from the above,
I begin
alone.
Veins
s p r e a d i n g
to that I will never
reach,
slowly…
growing
back to the sky.

Earth,
earth, incased on all sides, earth,
more earth.
Then weeds
above,
through which I peered.
Sap feuds, entangling
forever for flawed foundations.
And rapid impatient creatures tear
at
my
fla-
king
shield.

But I find my way
back to the sky.





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