The moon fell and I went with it
One dreaded drop at a cumbersome time
I watched everything shine all round
Stars reminding me of far more destined bringings
Oxygen thinning
‘Til sounding myself right out
Found at the centre point of a meadow field, no such yield necessary
Sunk so far I deemed to only ever be the knee-deep ostrich
Metaphorical in many more ways than just the one
I do pray for my existence to start all over again
Please come amd string me along for another time
Send me soaring, send me blind

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