I felt the ground move
and I must admit I lost my balance.
Fell down, scraped my knee.
But I got back up.
That’s how it is supposed to work.
You always get back up. Always.
I did, however, sit there awhile
To take a look at how far I had fallen.
It was quite the hole I fell into.
I wasn’t sure I could climb out.
My hands got dirty and it took some effort on my part.
But what goes up must come down, and the other way around.
Truth is, where would we be
If we never got back up?
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