Forgotten
Millions of tiny dotsCover my vision,
And I fall backwards.
I land on cement,
And then...
Nothing.
I was floating
In darkness.
All I see...
All I hear...
All I feel...
Is blackness.
I float for hours,
No restraints on
How far,
Or how long,
I can float for.
But then...
The little dots disappear,
Slowly,
And I regain conciousness.
I check my watch.
I was only floating
For two minutes.
I get up,
Turn on my iPod,
And walk until the black dots
Are long forgotten.
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