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And so he falls?

A two-step to the choice.
A commitment made of the present
As it’s very nature contorts and yields.
As when by a superior force.
Defenses shatter.
Tender, sharp proves the doubt.
But no counter-moves are allowed.
Waves batter and the din’s caress.
Truly weightless.
But it lies heavily.
To incensed to arms and be stricken handless.
It grows, a supernovae of sound.
A non-applicable rebound.
Bringing you down to the ground

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