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Fall

I fell into the depths of heights

the wind had peel the skin before crashed

removing meat from bones

gave all existing pain.

No matter how much I know

that I will fall

no matter what I prepared, I’d feel pain

pain remain agony.

If just this body and mind is not mine

maybe it will fight

if the feeling is not mine

it’ll retaliate.

I thought I would die crashed

I think I’ll scream groan

I expect I will curse or swear

turns out I was just silent.

Let me lay here

ignore me

when flattened is my moment

enjoying the absence of body and mind.

Illustration by Albert Herdie  – Digital painting from part of Plane In Vibration of ColorsFall.

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