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so today I fall

but not so very far

from my pinnacle perch and call

fading softly

like a distant star

my bones they do not break

though my will slowly seems to

slip silently away

so out of touch with the inner

soul

tentatively I start to pray

that my once wavering house of cards

does not somehow

come to fold

while I alone appear to stand

quite soundly intact

take away no before truth yet

untold

simply because retaliation is so

unbelievably exact

instead in its place aid to recharge

the battered spirit that lingers

hauntingly near the brink of an almost

numbing belief

teach me wisely in this

quiet moment of confusion

but please just try to make the lesson

overwhelming

yet brief.......................

(March 25, 1994 pm)