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And as I fell to the earth for the umpteenth billion time, all I could think was: at least I'll be with my love again.
Where upon Sonic embraced the sweet embrace of the ground. It was hard and unyielding, but it had a certain attraction to it. Gravity, he reasoned, picking himself up and dusting off. He looked around him to see where he landed, ignoring the unheard cries of the floor. It just wanted to feel his face again. It was unrequited love but the ground was patient.
He'd be back.