White.
I want to fall-
spin through the floor.
Leaving my mind off
at the door.
I want to go to a place
that’s new.
So, drop your books
and fall through.
Linger with me
in the white today.
We’ll hold hands
‘till we fade away.
Let’s leave our lives
we’re blindly living,
because I’m so tired
of working and giving.
One day we’ll come
back from our brake.
Refreshed, renewed
when we awake.
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