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Jan 2020
And just like that--
like a cold snap
crashing through
a summer's eve--

I am above
temptation.

As those words
cross my mind
I realize
this stable footing
I've pridefully conjured
proves to be no more
than a tightrope
tauntly strung
over that very same chasm
I've stumbled into
far too often.

Step
by step
is the only way.

Although I know
the stakes are high
I can't help
but look up
and smile.

Praise and blessings
that I
do not have
to walk alone.
Bad habits are hard to break, harder to want to abandon. But I am not hidden. Though each step is a challenge, the desire to walk is a grace. A grace I'll not soon cut off.
Hannah Jones
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Hannah Jones  24/F/Memphis
(24/F/Memphis)   
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   Max Neumann
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