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i would like to stretch my arms
over that dark void
i wish that my breath
would carry me over to you
i shout
emptiness
the rays of the sun
tangle themselves in the web of darkness
they are useless,
in vain;
the spider is gone
to jump into that emptiness
to endlessly float down
falling
falling
but
you
would not be there