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Crack

Poised at the lip of the precipice
I hear the crack before I comprehend its meaning.
Feet planted, erect for just those milliseconds
required for comprehension
Then down, flailing uselessly at the break
s
c
re
am
ing
help
me
I didn't
mean
to get
so close

Help me
somebody


please.

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Are you alright? If I'm misunderstanding your words I apologize! Delilah