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The Fall
Derek plummets from the summit
paper feathers attached
fashioned wings upon his back.
Lift him high through the clouds
gently swaying to the ground.
Each trip up the cliff
is a daunting grind.
Daily, Derek makes the climb.
The woods reveal a blissful calm.
But, nothing beats his daily fall.
Tuesday 3rd October 2023 1:19 am
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