I

let

go

now.

And I didn't want to do it this way, with the vaccum force sucking me up towards the sky like a rag doll. I can't stop and i can't drop, but the world makes my descisions for me now; and I suppose I can live with that, cause I don't like the alternative.

Me in midair.

Send in the clowns. There ought to be clowns.

Don't bother...

<<agé chose>>

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