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Whose Necks Might Snap
Hanging by the neck you'll never know
the way your feet sway just so,
On the clouds of nimbus to stars
of a distant nebula your soul traverses,
They will weep at the thought but
the journey for you has just begun,
as you lift away you'ld like to say something
that would give them a hint but you don't,
you stow away on a beam of light as a ghost in transit
hiding from the world of the living, ignorant
