The Net

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i am a net,

a lifeline and support;

i am the voice you hear 

that keeps you jumping from

bar to bar without purposely loosing

your grip; i am the one who catches your

bones and body and being before you disintergrate

into dust

i am a net,

and my ropes get tired

and your weight gets too heavy

but no one catches the net when it

breaks

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