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Somewhere,
along the way
I took my hand away from,
the long and snaking
safety rail,
I can't remember quite when.
I noticed briefly
,then forgot,
too busy running fult tilt,
down the steep
and studded hill,
past the house that Jack built.
When I recalled,
and looked around,
Saw nothing of my former ground,
The safety rail had
snaked away,
And left me with no way home.
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