Falling

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I took one step

Down the stairs,

And I began to fall.

Wind rushing up,

I going down.

My screaming was

The only sound.

I saw colors

Flash, before my eyes.

I heard screeching

By the demons of the night.

It felt as if

There was no end.

Falling, screaming,

An infinite descent.

But then there was

A startling thud.

And I awoke

In the morning sun.

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