I should have known it was a bad idea but it didn’t stop me. I took some time to think about it and even though the cons were stacked against the pros, I wanted to adrenaline. Something seriously unnerving was going to happen. The stories, the dares, and what I had hoped to be legends. My odds of survival weren’t in my favor. My time was running out. I still hear whispering behind me. They want me to jump soon. I knew they were just kidding but maybe if I survived I could come out a better person on the other side. “Last thoughts?” I mumbled to myself. Nothing more to do. Maybe I shouldn’t. Oh no their chanting “do it!”. This is it. Jump! I only flew a few feet out before I felt my stomach rise while I dropped. Soon the feel an Excruciating snap go through my feet, ankles all the way to my hips. I’m submerged and try to swim but my left leg feels limp. I clench my teeth and flail my arms and legs. I soon black out. Is this death? Heaven? Or have a returned to hell?
Answer: Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac
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A) The mistress is not as beautiful as natural elements. The speaker is comparing her to things that are beautiful, the speaker is saying that she is not as beautiful as the things being described.
