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Aug 2018
the down is
all I got
and the up so far away
no matter how I reach it escapes
then pause,

I think,
of the middle ground
how that is where I can
build my home make strong
the

coreΒ Β 
strong foundation
I suspect concrete enough
to face the fall with steps
to climb
should I recede again

there I build on center hill
dig down a wide rock base
lay my blocks straight as
stars that shine
light straight to
me through all the
dark

the basis of my
eternity
my base
wordvango
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