She steps tenderly
Towards the twig
And floats down
The river; holding on
The current moves in
A whirlwind
She screams; circular
"Help"
No one comes
She panics
Cries
And with abandon
Throws herself
Towards the water
Hoping
Praying
And just as
She realises what
Has happened
She calls out
And you just say - Stand up
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