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Jan 22
Fundamental
base-layer
of direct contact
with the
substance

fallen again,
upon this surface
where there is
no lower

a familiar friend,
the messenger
of pain
though his presence
is neutral

his only message is this,
"get back up, or stay here"

reflecting upon the past,
ah this ladder of heights
upon it,
your two legs
stood

so my friend,
will you stand and climb again,
or will you dwell here
amongst all the others?
Rise.
IrieSide
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