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Friday, July 26, 2013

Living LIfe

Is a risk

We walk through our days
Anticipating good

We have to
Or how else could we
How could anyone
Take any next steps

Steps taken
With the same trust
That’s in place
When we walk
A sandy beach
With every step
Soft warm sand
Burying soft warm feet

But every once in a while
A sharp shell
Every once in a while
Debris that punctures
Every once in a while

Every once in a while
Life catches up
And makes a fool of you

But you keep walking
One foot in front of the other
In the sand
Through life
And through pain

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