The world above is full of life.
Butterflies and people bloom with the sun.
Above the clouds a pale blue sky.
Full of endless opportunities.
Then back on the ground to the busy bees in suits.
Then down below out of sight there is the place with no light
A swirling mess
It spirals down below the ground to the depth of darkness.
And from this place there is no return
You cannot escape the abyss.
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