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Nov 2011
So this is what it’s like to face the unknown
The ground fast approaching as we fall
Wingless angels seeking paradise
In the sweet release of these earthly bonds
No, not the end, merely a new adventure
Hands, heads, held high in defiance
We chose how to live
We will choose how to die
Free till we pass from one world
Together into the next we go
The air is clear up here
The sun reflects a thousand diamonds
How time seems to slow
Every detail, the world a painting below
Breathtaking we’re breathless
As the ground fast approa---
Ben
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Ben  in my mind
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