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Falling. Not hard fast, roof to concrete, flat. Pavement stain.

Falling. Not motion slow, dream, down down. Abyss pain.

Falling. Heart and mind one, you and I one. Blanket to pillow remain.

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  1. footloosedon on said:

    Nice one Bill.

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  2. Falling… For some a rush and others a fright, and hopefully in the end it works out alright.

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