Helpful hand

On the ledge and hanging down, a moment more I'll fall to the ground. My friend appears and screams my name, 'Take my hand!' in a voice so tame. I reach and grab it, my death is stalled, but alas it breaks, and I start to fall. And just before I go splat, I hear my friend chuckle and mutter, 'Take'. How about that?


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