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The Fall

Defying gravity.

It's like turning off every light in your room and gazing at the one spot on the wall you can't really see. Or like draining your last cup of coffee with tea leaves left in the end. Or maybe finding out that it's just you here, the rest are just projections of your mind. Or like complete silence outside with just that one voice in your head that doesn't quite seem like your own.

They asked us to believe and so we did. Because really, what else did we have?
Turning it all off.
It's that easy. Or just that difficult.
Defying gravity.
Defying me.
Defying you.

It's free falling when there is no bottom. It's ebony and ivory.
It's falling and failing and wandering and wondering. It's brilliance and misery all in one. It's clarity and cacophony stringed together. It's peace and war jumbled to form something anew. It's just this. This is all we have and all there can ever be.

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