Moonlight.
Reflected beams
Off of the still water,
Dancing silver across the top.
We jump.
Falling
From off the cliff
Into the still night air
Ever downward we hit water
Plunging.
Falling.
Through air.
Plunging.
Through liquid.
Plummeting
Downward.
Free-fall
Forever more.
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