flowers and falling and whatevers in between

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i'm not the type of person who falls for anyone. i'm standing on a balancing rope up in the air. i keep looking down at the beautiful scenery below me, the beautiful flowers crying out my name. they are so fucking persuasive.
but i can't fall, i refuse to fall. it's not that i'm scared of the flowers not cushioning me. i'm scared of me ruining the flowers.

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