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Day: March 12, 2019
Broken
A piano-worth of weight
Pulls me down into a chasm.
I speed through the depths,
Falling in freezing wind.
I scream,
And my voice is swallowed up
By the mountain around me.
Tears run down my face,
When I hit the ground.
My legs have collapsed beneath me.
I cannot stand the force of the impact.
No one knows I am here.
I’m alone and broken.
What will I do?
