Brick Red - A world in its self

The words Swoop, and curl,
Pop, and duck,
like the wind,
the ocean,
so smooth yet sharp,
But soon it all stops,
with a single point,
and what you felt ubruptly ends,
for the world itself,
was all pretend!

Brick Red

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