Still Walkable

The little things can sometimes grow too large.

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The sinkhole.

Minor.

A tiny flaw.

The road still held.

Everyone could walk.

The ground knew to dress in proper asphalt grey.

But each day it changed —

That grey dress grew wider.

And wider.

Then it started to disappear.

Collapsing into a hole of nothing.

Not abrupt.

Just overdue.

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