The Riddle.

Slowly, everything falls.

My world disappears before my eyes. Everything crumbles, shatters, breaks. The same happens to me.

And my heart.

I fall; I fall forever. The abyss below me is never ending.

Life, for me, is over.

That is the end of the riddle.

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