Falling

Dark sky,

Scattered with stars.

Dark sky,

Icy on my flesh.

 

White clouds,

Soft and serene.

White clouds,

Drifting by.

 

Cold wind,

Rushing past.

Cold wind,

Roaring in my ears.

 

Solid earth,

Rushing to greet me.

Solid earth,

I will see you no more.

The End

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