I gripped your hand
and we jumped off the earth
into a void vacuum of nothingness.
We fell.
We fell.
We fell.
The day the earth stood still,
I gripped your hand
and we fell. And we landed.
We landed on a plush, soulful,
golden field. And there,
We bloomed.
We bloomed.
We bloomed.
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