At the top of the stairs
lived all my lasting errors.
I used to live there too.
Then I fled down here
and left (or thought I left)
those villains behind.
I looked up for what I thought
would be the final time
and the stairs flattened
and all my lasting errors
slid down and heaped up
around my ankles. I could not move.
Once again, there was
nowhere left to go.
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