free

if i drop


then it is because i fell from the heights of my mind, freely floated to the bottom of the bottom, the bottom of my heart.


and hear i would ly grand at the bounty of the land grasping at what fist who would hold me like this..


or maybe i've stooped (drooped) to the floor of the sea, looking up at the world who strangely looks down at me..


i am the one in the water but they are behind glass.
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