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Inwards by L. M. Montes

Past mishaps can sicken you
or they can teach you,
a blessing or burden bound.

Standing on a high taught rope,
legs of jelly tense,
just cross but do not look down.

I can’t, I won’t, don’t make me,
fear it grabs my soul,
but courage it says let go.

by L. M. Montes


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