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Falling

caught between three kinds of hellfire
a choice i never thought to make
the fire
the collapse
or the fall to earth
i choose to fly
to feel for fleeting last seconds
the freedom of the birds
the soaring of my soul
no matter how it ends
i will know no limits
no more pain
no more fear
it may last an instant
but it will be enough
to carry me away

9-11-01



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