I sat on a swing with night sky so black

The higher I got, the deeper the calm

The state I was in was euphoric and grand

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I was ready for the sway down

A shriek left my lips as I felt the sword hit my back

Out through my navel the cold steel rested in peace

I craned my neck to see who was around

There stood a sad circus clown