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(This was a quick drabble I did in under 15 minutes a few months ago. so forgive me if there are perhaps 'no-emotion' spots in some places. This piece was written while I listened to the song 'Weight' by Isis) As I look beyond this bow, Feet dangling into the cold blue below me. All the while the sun shines and the clouds blacken. I take a chance and pray to my higher power, that some sort of movement would begin to flow in this barren wasteland of hydrogen and oxygen. Hoping that anything would begin to form it's own story and shed light onto me. But alas, as my body hits the transparent barrier, all I do is lay atop the surface. And I be