I tripped and fell down a hole
I kept falling and falling
I think I fell forever
When I finally reached the bottom
I was so happy to not be falling
I didn't feel the pain of impact
I stood up and dusted myself off
The hole was deep and the sky just a pinhole
I looked down at that ground with remembrance
I picked up the shovel that was left for me
I started to dig
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