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Jan 2017
several thousand feet
high above but nowhere
to land from a vantage
leased by fresh steam;
floating then plummet
now, no more free fall
no pull on the ripcord,
no tug; pulled the plug
- - life support flatlines
are vacuums really void
when you're stuck in one?
R.I.P. PF 01•01•2017
hellopoet
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