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Towering high in the sky looking high above the ocean live. Thinking looking pondering. One fateful step, everything a blur. Plummeting into the blue, life flashing like a slide show. Sleeping with the fishes is all that is left. Gravity so far out of reach into the ocean I sink. The fish all around swimming without a care. Oh how to be free like the fishes. Looking up the light is bright. The light at the end of the tunnel or the sun perhaps. Leaving mankind behind with all it's greed and hate. Into the ocean the last thing that is left.