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Dive

I’ll jump from a plane

with chute still attached

Sense before feeling

or no going back

 

I could swallow that pill

Be it red, white or blue

At the drop of a hat

If it came down to that

 

I want to dive

not to live, or to die, but to feel more alive

It’s something to do, no more, no less

It’s something aside from stagnant distress.

 

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