nine hundred eighty two
smaller and smaller.
ah, the sight of progress! Keep going.
eight hundred fifty one.
thinner and thinner.
an addiction, the addict unaware.
she was falling, but now she can hold on.
oh, the satisfaction of control.
but she slips!
grabs on again. Climbs back up-
and slips again. The cycle continues.
smaller and smaller.
thinner and thinner.
until she has nothing more to hold onto.
until there’s nothing left to hit the ground.
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