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Surrender to Demolition

empting gravity along the delicate tightrope stretched between hell-chocked oblivion and white-knuckled survival I sway left to right.

World caving in around me like some kind of slurping black hole.

Drilling deep into every flower dotted field that ever made me felt grateful to be here.

A merciless spiral pulling me down, drilling into my resolve.