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Falling

My Pome

By CozyPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

In the realm of falling, dreams take flight,

A dance with gravity, embracing the night.

From heights to depths, a surrender so pure,

In the descent, new beginnings endure.

With each moment, time becomes a haze,

Whispering winds guide me through the maze.

In the unknown, strength is unveiled,

Falling, a paradox where fears are assailed.

Celebrate the plunge, with hearts unfurled,

In letting go, we find the courage to unfurl.

For in the fall, beauty and wonder reside,

A poetic descent, where spirits collide.

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