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  • Writer's pictureModhayan


Woke up in debris

On leash, yet I’m free

Flash is all I see

I’m falling

Far from a warm touch

Not cold not scared

or anything such

and falling

Know-nothing of my past

or how long will this last

or how slow or fast

am I falling

Ash and dust made me a friend

We hold hands as we ascend

Dancing to hymns that never end

While falling

Tides rise and fall as we fall

We spring and fall as we fall

In love, we fall as we fall

We’re falling

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