CRASH

RefugeInRain

I'm going to crash.

I'm falling too fast.

The same worn net will catch me,

but I don't know how long it has left.

How long will it last?

I haven't gotten any higher,

than I have in the past.

I haven't moved much at all,

but I'm still falling too hard.

Too fast.

I'm going to crash.

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