FALLING UP
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I tripped on my shoelace
And I fell up-
Up to the roof tops,
Up over the town,
Up past the tree tops,
Up over the mountains,
Up where the colors
Blend into the sounds.
But it got me dizzy
When I looked around,
I got sick to my stomach
And I threw down.
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-Shel Silverstein
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