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i hope the vine grows faster than you fall

the weight of you
tests the loose end of the string
until all the loops slip out of each other
and there you go

grabbing at thin air
clawing the only branches you can reach
(the thinnest, weakest ones of all)
ripping the small tender leaves right off the vine
before they even have a chance to grow

now they drift with you into space.
did you love them?

or were you just afraid
to suffer