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Solitary, it comforts me

Away from the world

In total isolation

My favourite place on earth.

My mind, underneath a waterfall

But not gasping for air

My body, not present

My soul, unaware

In a moment of madness

I rise to meet your eyes

And forgive you, at last

Cherishing the moment...