All I can feel is the electricity of anticipation dancing on my skin,
As I slip into a black pit,
There is nothing to grasp,
There is no one around to hear me scream,
But if I look up,
(which at times like these there is no place to look but up)
I can see a light,
even as I am falling away from it
I can still see a light,
With nothing else but wind and space... that's all I need.
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