Falling flight , endless air

Faster, paper layers tear

No parachute, no safety net

Shard of glass upon the floor

Is this life worth fighting for?

I shall reflect a different door

Endless day about to change

Ascend from fall and up to grace

Life now full of opportune

A door of fate, a life of doom?

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