I'm staying on my feet
standing on a log that
races down the river
at high speeds
hoping that I will live
Unfortunately there is
no time for a happy ending
for this story because
I am falling five hundred feet
and catapulted in the air
as the waterfall wrestles
its way through the rocks
along the cliffside
I'm a pancake
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