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Falling
The Brick stacks
Little tattered cracks
Pockets of dirt blemishes
Marring the ground's face
Front to back
I walk along
Floating like a leaf
On the lazy wind
I feel the earth
Resonating
A deep bass chord
Jarring my soul:
A crumbled stone
Kicked too far
Off the cliff of reason
So I guess I'm in
For a long hard fall
Don't let me shatter
Don't let me break.