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Jan 2016
I drop myself lower and lower
Reaching out to the never ever land
I find myself griping the edges
As the light pulls and darkness gives way
I give way
I fall
I jump
I am no longer in
But I am out
In is gone all but a mystery
There for out is all i am
Out
Forever I climb to the mountain to drop
One last time
She climbs for the fall
Autumn
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Autumn  24/F
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     ---, Samuel Hesed and Autumn
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