FALLING

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sparks, fire, fractured ice

a beauty, a force to entice

forsaken and forlorn i soar

through galaxies alone i roar

i know not my destination

is it freedom or pure damnation?

watch, study the nebulous sky

and one might catch me passing by

frozen to a blistering degree

a shooting star one might see

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