Immersion into a world so far gone
Hopeless derivative of a time of bygones
Yet we cling on to every little piece
In hope and faith
A conundrum for the rational
How strange is our predicament?
To be suspended in empty space
By something that we cannot see.
Not knowing when we would fall
Not knowing when we would rise
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