they dance with you, gravity, everyone.
but only the brave know the steps they should take.
you’ve got that cruel but equalizing trait:
both rock and feather are attracted to you.
wearing your crown that depresses towards ground,
I obediently walk where you guide me to.
I love you heavily, dear gravity,
and wouldn’t exchange you, not even for wings.
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