Dancing around the Vortex.
Living on the edge of the Abyss.
Feel inside the wormhole.
Where nothing else exists.
Know the craving there is endless.
Taste truly eternal need.
Dancing around the Vortex.
Do your best not to slip.
In this place there is nothing.
Hunger and thirst is unbound.
Give when you can’t stop the giving.
Trapped in the pull of the grief.
Pull from its grip on your balance.
Ease back away from its grip.
You’ll find it comes back to find you.
Hoping you can not resist.
Dancing on the edge of the Vortex.
Know all that you can lose.
Be gone and still there will be wanting.
Die and be blamed for leaving too soon.
Become dust revolving the quagmire.
Mere moon around a dead star.
Or stand and step into tomorrow.
Move quickly or you will be done.
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