exosolarmoon
stamp it
twist it
lock it
have fun
don't stop
don't look back
you're doing fine
we're all friends here
now
breathe deep
one last fall
no parachute
all over
but not really
there was a bed at the bottom
a little door to godhood
he wasn't scared
he was terrified
godhood was a small price to pay for victory
or so he thought
so far
so very very far
she wouldn't jump
she knew better than that
no parachute
the wind tugged her down
but she wouldn't jump