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Two Little Minutes

I don’t remember it

But at the same time, I do

Falling-

Or, rather, the moment before.

That jolt of shock you get

When you slip on the patch of ice you never saw

Or when you miss a step in the dark

I know I was airborne

I know I hit my head,

But there are so many things I cannot tell you

Like if the leaves on the cherry trees had started to change

Or if the grass was coarse from the lack of rain.

It’s only two minutes of my life

But it’s somehow more important than

All of the other two minutes

That have slipped my mind

Two little minutes

That I’ll never get back

 

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