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100 feet or so of a walking distance,
A man falls to his death,
Blood gushing out like a jet stream,
Flowers in a derange state sway to the shifting winds,
The smiles of shocking people standing around him,
Like an iconic god,
His last words ar...ar...are...,
"Help me dear god, I've fallen into this void,"
The scene is a disaster,
Children running away into the womb they never came out of,
Finally with a last breath the man lets out an eternal sigh,
He is...he is reaching time.
It is a work in progress.
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