'¦and then he fell'
gently,
Quickly,
Into a cloud'¦
Which turned to stone;
Flat and smooth,
A perfect circle.

'¦but as he fell'
his eyes burst into flames
and his heart went into his throat.

'¦and when he landed'
he was a corpse'¦
long been stony white.
No eyes, no heart-beat,
No soul to squeeze dry.

'¦and then he fell.

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