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A newer work. I've been experimenting with rhyming and not rhyming, open or structured verse and such; so this is the latest of my fiddlings.

Laughing quickly
With nervous unease
Twisting in
Anxiety so

Naturally

Naturally I fall.

Understanding
Life’s a game is
Half the battle
All the same and

Naturally

Naturally I fall.

With shadows on
The move again
The horizon takes
Another bend toward
Potholes ‘round
The corner, then
Just a

Matter of when

Naturally

I’ll fall.

Though some things
I can never change
I put forth the effort
To arrange that
Naturally
Next time

I’ll stand up again.

The End

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