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Falling,
i am falling

I hit the top, spent without a sound,
surreptitious,
in the resolute ink
I run,

run across the surface,
gritty, broken texture,
speed bumps with no end.
Down i go
through the stench of seasoned mud,
past outbursts of fury and rage, forgotten.

The eternal tick-tock continues,
the heavens are illuminated anew,
the air no longer obscured,
a fresh scent of day
so strong you can taste the breeze,
crisp and clean.

Gone to the world i am
one to lost

Falling,
i am falling





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