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The question
is, actually
What if
What if
I had taken
those minuscule
steps farther
Into the navy depths
Gloom leering
overhead
Fins cutting
the waves
Serrated teeth
hovering over
Freshly pinked
flesh
What if
the current
had taken
my feet from
beneath me
And the breath
from my lungs
And the strength
From my muscles
So tired
From climbing
those treacherous
eleven flights of stairs
What if
What if I
had not heard
The wind-whipped
warning
And had,
instead,
continued into
the dangerous depths
What if I had
disobeyed?
And continued?
What if?



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