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We learned to walk before we ran.
We'd stumble, fall, try to stand the best we can.
Feelings are kind of similar.
Being in a world of the unknown,
wishing the path could be clearer.
Sometimes when being bold,
You'd fall and get hurt.
Pick yourself back up again
and start brushing off the dirt.
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PoetryPoetry.. For the broken, misguided, mistreated, abused & sometimes ...in the mood.
