I climbed too high
And many books and I
Came crashing to the floor
I lay immobilized
My lifetime's library
Pummeling my chest
One grazed my closing eye
Until all was silence rising
From a hundred sacred texts
It was the end of knowledge
A few broken bones
A few unfinished novels
I couldn't but moan and grin
Watching the dust settle in
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