Avalanche

A single stone drops

It rolls by your feet

You stoop to pick it

Its harmless enough

Just a rock

Then some snow falls near your head

Harmless, fluffy stuff

But then you hear a rumble

And you begin to get scared

More snow begins to come down

Now mixed with ice

The rumble turns into a roar

And too late you realize you're going to be caught in an avalanche

Too late to escape

And to think

It all started with a single stone

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