I don't know why
But there's always something wrong
With us
It's like we're always on the edge of the world
Trying to balance
But we're always really falling
Aren't we?
Slowly but surely ceasing to exist
We try to fly
But we can never seem to 
Lift off the ground:
It doesn't matter how much we ignore it
Will always exist 

The End

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