Falling
By: Sarah Gray
I am falling.
I Fall further towards the ground.
I wonder when I hit, 
Will there be anyone around? 
If not, 
When I hit, 
Will I even make a sound? 
These are the thoughts 
Going through my head.
As I fall    D
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    