When heaven sunk and you were with it,
it pressed your head to its bosom;
Let you close your eyes and imagine,
that you were still matter…
You were still matter.
Maybe it was your destiny;
to drown with heaven,
to find an end beyond the complacency of life,
to stretch vocal cords with the angels,
one of something,
part of a whole.

When hell rose,
you ran.
From the embers came the threat of your diminution,
the complete erosion of your existence.
You ran and ran-
and when your feet melted below you,
the earth was folding into itself,
crying into the chasm,
being as if it never was,
being like you never were;
maybe you never were;
maybe it never mattered;

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