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Sep 2022
Falling from on high
I plummet
through the beautiful sky
The ocean rushes up to meet me

I flew way up on wings
of feathers and wax
As my heart did sing
Your warnings I did not heed

I couldn't hear over my heart like a drum
Β Β or over the wind
I was greatly overcome
With my first taste of feeling free

I'm falling I'm falling
Into the depths
You're calling You're calling
for my death swiftly comes from the sea
Danash DelGotto
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Danash DelGotto  31/F/Massillon, Ohio
(31/F/Massillon, Ohio)   
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