Can’t stop this downward spiral
Into the endless chasm
No longer do I linger
Standing on the precipices
Have taken the final step
Plunging into the unknown abyss
Air rushing past me
Pulling at my flesh
But I have no fear
My strength solidified
As I plummet through this barren space
Conviction of choice is but mine
Misunderstood by those I leave behind
Tree root tendrils protrude the canyon walls
Reaching out like beggars hands
Grasping at me – trying to stop the fall
I spiral and shimmy – out of their reach
I don’t want to be caught just yet
Past the sign – Don’t go back!
Hugged by the rushing air’s cool embrace
Floating like a thistle
Caught in the updraft
Never to reach the bottom
Suspended in space and time
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