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Free Fall

Bring yourself to the edge of what we call sane and thrust yourself forward! Plummet down the mountain side into the cool morning. The gnarled hands of lovers and drugs, I mean trees. Will tell you safety is in reach if you just grab on But what’s the fun in a steady hold when you can see the world as is meant to be, On the roll just go with it. Scream kid, scream! Blow out your throat and cry until your eyes are dry Jump into frigid rivers and start fires But never Fall into the spiral this world feeds That is not love, that is distraction. And we are so much better

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