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Dec 2011
Having fallen, does it mean I can not rise?

I will not be counted out!

Knowing now why I fell, I work incessantly,

to turn the wheel in the other direction.

rising limb by limb above the mistakes of my past

Resting to gain more strength at every stop

And breathing ever easier as I rise…
Christine
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