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Expanding fixations soaring

As the willow tree wails.

It's soaring song,

Through the trees and the fields.



Wandering away

From the travesty that

Engulfed him. In his everlasting,

fall from fame.



Sinking slowly.

Drifting down

Towards the dark, damp, deep

Hole.



In the gutter,

He lies. Like a fallen star

That realised reality.

Towards his humble friendships with man.



Slowly creeping back

Towards the top. Like a spider

From it's crushed web.



Huge heights.

Starlit lights.

Rising fame.

Deserved glory.



Creepy lovers everywhere.

Courage found from nowhere.

Stardom.