The Hole

One
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless...
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.

Two
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I am in this same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.

Three
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I still fall in... it’s a habit...
But my eyes are open.
I see it is there.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.

Four
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.

Five
I walk down a different street.

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