Fallen From Grace
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Speedy death as I entered winds embrace.
Feeling no protection but bottomless boughs
How do I prepared mind over body in this break? Nobody knows
Five hundred feet below
There plenty of asphalt and the water summit in the glow.
I sunken real low.
My clothes crisp wrinkled into a parachute.
I lost my Stacy red shoes.
All earrings,pieces of silver too were loosed.
Seeing this, I assumed afterlife has no care for living idoms.
There all unliving items.
I lost in the life.