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Those who mount your back,
leave no more than fleeting scars:
Shoe prints on the trail.
About the Creator
Martin S.
I'm currently in a bit of a vocal slumber. As soon as I wake from it and become active here again, this status will change ;)
Beginning of the Fall
Chapter 7: The Beginning of the Fall The higher you go, the harder you fall. The fall never begins with a crash. It begins with a wobble — a subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the internal atmosphere. A moment where the altitude that once felt like freedom suddenly feels unstable. The air thins just a little too much. The light sharpens just a little too far. The speed becomes just a little too fast to sustain.
By Elisa Wontorcik7 days ago in Poets
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