I'm doing down,
Down a hole, I'm afraid I can't get out of.
Deeper
Deeper
Deeper I go,
But there is nothing to hold on to, Nothing to stop me, Nothing to brace for impact.
So I fall father,
The deeper I go, The more I forget who I am, What I'm doing here. The quicker I want that impact to actually hit.
But it seems to go on much further than I thought.
I try to see anything, do anything, to make me grasp what was.
But all I feel is the void,

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