The End

By , Burlington, NC
I've reached the end of the rope. Its fraying slowly and my arms are growing weary. I call out to the open air. Hoping and begging for a response & none is what I get. I'm starting to lose grip. Slipping, grasping in last desperation. Will someone rescue me? rescue me before I fall into this never ending pit.





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