Drowning
Though in a draught
Caught in a whirlpool
Of never ending doubt
Swirling
Through a baffling cone
Not trying to hold
Just sinking like a stone
Dropping
Through infinite space
Blackness and silence
That time cannot erase
Spiraling
Though standing up straight
Unable to love
But unable to hate
Drifting
Through land and through time
An intimate stranger
And a heartbreaking crime
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