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Our neighborhood shares a cliff walk — 

The remnants of a long ago road 

 That fell into the sea a few decades back. 

But like so much of the life that we love, 

It is vulnerable: the fierce winds and rain 

Of the previous weekend 

 Have claimed another foot of its border. 

Though the path is still there, and still safe, 

Way down below, on the beach, we can see 

The remains of the trees 

 That once stood at its edge, and we gasp 

With the shock of it: How the mighty have fallen…