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When I was merely eight

When I was merely eight - I wished I’d never jumped off...

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When I was merely eight, I slipped and fell on some ice. I still remember it to date, The sight wasn’t very nice. I fell and hit my head, Then I looked at the ground in shock. The ice was bloody red,
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Unformatted text preview: I wished I’d never jumped off that rock. I now have a scar below my brow, It reminds me of that winter day. I wish I knew then what I know now, Always be careful when at play!...
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