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neeling down to quench your thirst,

you notice a small insect crawling

along the cliff of a ooling gully.

Just below it, within the channel, a tiny, swirling current dives down to the river’s bottom:

a fierce whirlool.

e creature takes a ste, but loses its footing on the wet rock,

and…

slash…

in an instant,

all hoe, lost.

Nothing to fear for me, goes yourthought.