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Mar 2020
Looking up, the light
       Is blinding
And I am falling
                             Down

The light fades
       The darkness grows
And I am falling
                             Down

The wind is rushing
Deafening, Roaring
And I am falling
                             Down

There’s no more light
  All is quiet
And I am on






                       The Ground
Whitney
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