Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Nothing could cushion my fall...

Like a bouncing ball coming to rest,
I would find recovery or I would find death.
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  1. KathyMarch 7, 2012 at 6:21 AM

    I wonder if this person's got a pulse. Could be death right there!

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