Sometimes it feels as if we've fallen under the
wheels of the bus. The bus barreling along, and we slip.
Were feeling a little
bit tottery, and fell. And got banged up. Or worse. We come to, flailing about,
trying to figure out how to get up again.
Climb up the steep incline.
Start out
on the path , get settled, once again.
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