The confidence of being unaware

Of those innate feelings

A flow that takes another turn

Falling off the cliff

The precipice far away

Glistened like a greedy sword

Cutting through the strands

Lengthy and twisted

Trembles at such depth

Cannot be felt up here

Earth settles down

Aware, but slumberous


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