Me: I'm just waiting to hit the ground from up here.
You: It's a long fall from cloud 9.
Me: I'll hold on as long as I can.
You: Hold on to me.
Me: This Popsicle done melted.
There's beauty in this world, there's cloud 9, there's gravity, and the ground.
Is there something truly worth holding on for?
You tell me.
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