One little slip,
It’s like a bad trip,
Because the smallest of things,
Was ignored by your eyes,
You just kept on going,
For miles and miles,
Doomed to fall over it later,
Like invisible trip-wire,
Cruscial things miniscule,
To your narrow mind,
We all say "If only I, if only I"
So pay attention to detail,
Or it’ll cost you… Your life.
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