Monday, April 12, 2010












1)      I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost…I am hopeless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

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2)      I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I'm in the same place.
But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

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3)      I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I see it is there
I still fall in…it's a habit
My eyes are open
I know where I am
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

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4)      I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I walk around it.

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5)      I walk down another street.

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