Why must I fall for those who don't care?
"Love" is just a fleeting word,
Oh, is it, my dear?
Two distinct definitions of love in the air,
One, a feather dancing weightlessly,
Drifting farther without a care.
The other, a rock plunging through the sea,
Deeper and deeper, feelings unyielding.
The rock persists in its descent,
As the feather gracefully drifts away,
Leaving the rock embraced by the sea's depths.
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