May as well take a risk, she said with a sigh.
Might be our last chance to do this after all.
Must, sooner or later, all up and die.
May as well go while having a ball.
After she said this, we leaped from the plane.
Air rushed by us, as we fell toward the ground.
And I wondered, by this time, if we were insane.
As I said my prayers on the way down.
Falling so fast, it was now time.
Fingers quickly found the life saving chord.
For a moment I thought things were just fine.
Fine, I knew now, wasn’t the word.
Amazing to think what my last thoughts were,
As I bolted past her as she floated along.
A risk? Having a ball? Maybe for her.
Ah, but for me something went wrong.
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