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...FALLING...
While in the midst, of an all-out free-for-all
((With Myself))
Briefly, I pause...
In the middle of my own free fall
Not for dramatic effect, but, for just cause
Perhaps, because I already leapt
Not to plunge to my death, but to drop, in deep thought
Where I belong, no less
Been aloft, for too long, I guess
Lost my grip
I couldn't hold on...To this
Letting go, of what I know
Just to go...
...In depth!
And yet...
I'm still
...FALLING...
Do I need help?!
If help is coming..."Hell yeah!", I tried to mumble
But the wind...Just took my breath
Then, left
So any words I try to utter, won't be heard, by any other, than me
So, thank God...You can read this ink
Now that we're linked, we can descend, at unnatural speeds
Toward the end, together
Making 7 billion impact craters
If, only, we could land
But, we can't!
Until we're ALL done
...FALLING...
~disDain~
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