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Aug 2018
Some walk on it confidently,
and some are always afraid of it,
and some break it and fall,
but we're all walking on glass.

A big glass floor,
spider-webbed with cracks.
One day, we'll all fall.

All you can do is stand
with those you love
and wait for it.
Sorry I haven't posted in a while.
I know this is a typical poem, sorry!
Alex
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