I've think he's there.
But well beyond view.
So I brace for the darkness and, with hope firmly in hand
Peer over the precipice.

Oh, he's there.

Close.

I saw the void shift ever so slightly.
I think he smiled at me.
So I'll take the chance,
Dive and slip into the ether.

Swimming below into the darkness,
His Shadows wash over me.
So I accept my fate
Sinking deeper.

As the last glimmer of light slips over the horizon.

Clinging to that hope.

But free.

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