Safe in the cloud,
We’d gathered quite a crowd,
I don’t remember who jumped first but I remember thinking it’d be better off to be splashed and smashed together then without each other,
I remember the free fall, the expectant hope of reunion,
Our intermingling life giving deaths, your communion,
Don’t mourn for us for you see,
Our cyclical fate is fortune and the same for you and me.
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