They are falling – slow for now.

In a world full of pain,

never landing, somehow.

 

Words and wishes,

there is so much she misses.

Wishes and words,

fly away now, like birds.

 

They are falling – quicker now.

There is so much to gain,

by landing, somehow.

 

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