Spindrop through the rushing. And so down.
Through white space, until you hit the ground.
Landing site ringing hollow. And so empty.
Dazed on the ground, after the rushing down.
Tall rise, stone spires follow. And so after.
You walk out west, landing site behind.
Indigo skies suspend fireflies. And so glow.
Pulsing white light, ascent of the shimmer.
Slipby and through the soft night, then drink
Starlight is liquid ink, your insides will blink
Green hillside sighs, his center is missing
Tread lightly his head, he has already bled
Water will flow, and so down, seafoam grey
Moon face gleaming, his daughter is dreaming
Swim through, current pull and so undertow
Drown down, world is blue and so are you
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