Further

The heavy, wet drops fall.
(upon my soul)

I peer into my abyss below.
(the weight of your gaze)

Shadow or light, there is no difference here.
(leaves me pining for more)

Into the deep, further and further I go.
(to remove my bareness)

To where the grey mist bellows,
(to complete my design)

And the Earth is old.
(we lay as one)

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