Infinite Falling (a poem)

Falling in the bottomless pit,
I start to swim in the air,
at first, I was frightened
but now I don’t care –

There is no end to the falling,
it’s an infinite drop,
I have eternity to think,
the falling never stops –

I’m resigned to my fate,
no God will save me from this,
the falling isn’t so bad,
I’ve come to see it as bliss.

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