I once found a man looking into a well,
Lost in the depth of the waters trapped

I once found a child playing by a well,
Looking in and out and running around

The man looked back so hard and for so long that he fell
He delved further and further through more and more water
And he lost control of all of his senses, from balance to sight,
To hearing and touch, and time and smell.

The child did no such thing,
All the child did was play, and watch the water fill the well
there was no calling to turn the page

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