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Apr 2017
Fall down
We grasp at everything
But as we drown
We realize we have nothing

Climb back up
We continuously fight
Take each step even though
We barely see light

Walk a mile
We want to give up already
But we can't help but smile
At the progress we're making

Run toward the skies
We reach for the blue
And we rise
To enjoy the view
Isaac
Written by
Brett Palmero  26/M/Chicago
(26/M/Chicago)   
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