Wake up, Fall down

I have fallen off the edge of a cliff,

There are no footholds in the air,

The solid ground I left,

Recedes in my view,

A distant memory,

I no longer believe existed.

I am free falling,

Bound by the vacuum of this space,

I cannot perceive there is an end,

Only a forever absence of substance,

Where my feet can rest.

I can only hope to slip unconscious,

As I lay my head down to sleep,

And wake up,

One step before the last one.

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