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Failed Suicide
The failed suicide. He sat on the edge of a cliff, feet dangling in the air the view was spectacular could see as far as only eagles could could, and to think he had come here to end his life Sat there, his troubles seemed small alright his wife had left him, he had to leave their flat, had also lost his job too and the visiting right to his snotty little children which suspected was not his in the first place For work, he could always get another job than the one he had was a boring, 9 to 5 shifting paper, writing Ok, putting them on an out-tray. Now he had a fear of falling laid on his back trying to crawl upwards, but with his feet over the cliff, he could not get hold kept slipping down and falling He didn’t fall far, landed in a tree sticking out of a crack and had grown there for this reason only; clambering to the tree hang there till rescuers, whose job it is to save people from themselves came. Down on the ground and embarrassed, he said, I was not trying to commit suicide, admired the view, slipped and fell. Sure, the rescuers said, we have many people, falling from this cliff when admiring the view.
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