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When I fall I grab my pen and form with words a net to land in
When I fall I grab my guitar and form with sounds wings with which to fly
When I fall I grab my camera and form with images the fears that caused my plunge
END © 2005 Christian Cloud Abraham
Posted on August 10, 2005 in Emotion: Fear, Type: Poetry/Prose
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