I see it topple over and fall down, and even though it's always close to me I feel like it wants to drift away, away.
Empty smiles and jaded hearts.
It spins oh so slightly around and falls ever faster.
Just catch me before it breaks.
Forward momentum giving force to sound.
Errantly travelling over a cold breeze.
I hope we get there soon.
I hope it happens soon.
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