The black wind in the sky
comes down to meet me
pulling me in.
Lifted up in blackness
thrashed through the air
I can never win.
As the pain takes hold,
as the world begins to fade
I know it's not a sin,
but... I begin to smile,
strange as it may seem,
the smile turns to a grin.
Grinning turns to laughter,
still flying through the air,
and suddenly,
I'm more alive than I've ever been.
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