down by Saanvi Sundaram (14, India)

north, we stare, heading for the top
    but wait.
suddenly, we plummet, into the depths of our sea
    and it feels, nice actually
        to be able to let go, and fly, however short the ride
    so we fall

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​                        down,
                                     further down,
there's no rock bottom here,
                                     we wonder when we'll hit, when we'll bruise our bodies
                                                                                                                                          but we
keep falling....

the bottom never comes, instead, we close our eyes
imagine another place, imagine another time       where time doesn't exist
                           and when we open our eyes again, there's so much more to see
green trees pass us by, birds fly eighteen miles higher
    than we'll ever be.

and we're falling.... just falling..... down, down, down
          will we ever hit the ground?