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I’m running

Alongside empty promises,

Rushing

To the cliff edges of this reality

Where only the wind

Can keep me in the air.

The salty tang

Of crashing ocean waves

Gets stronger by the day

Invading, overpowering my senses

Until I can feel nothing else,

Think of nothing else -

But I know

That when the sooty

Wisps of smoke

Beneath my feet

Are no more,

I’ll land in a place

Where falling

Is just

Another

Empty promise.




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