Going Down
With a great force she fell on the ground,
a terrible accident with horrible wounds.
I asked her what she was trying to do
and she told me softly - "The reason was you.
I thought I was able to touch the sky,
so being this naive I slipped from the height."
What exactly she meant I didn't quite know.
"Next time you should think more,
things are not always what they seem." -
I said gently to her - my silly little dream.
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