Destined exit
As the world turns and crumbles Time doesn't matter anymore With the grip of life in the palm of the hands My choice is inevitable As I gravitate towards the fresh air Of void and cloud My voice echoes in the vacuum loud This last exit will be the feather of light As I stumble upon a new world Where there's no place to hide I'm hoping to be welcomed with open arms And leave this tsunami behind
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