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The Rope

Getting help starts with helping ourselves.

Burning sand and sun.

Drinking liquid fire.

Falling and tripping in snow.

Buried alive under the frozen white.

A voice whispers hold my arms up
and don’t let them down.

Pulled out with a rope.

There is no one on the other end.

Only me.

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