Some cling tight without a very good hold on things.
Without very good grip, how can you hold things together?
Let go of things, lest the grip you.
When things grip you they rob you.
Watch your step before things overtake.
Those things come to grip, grab, and overwhelm you.
Get a grip before slippery slopes prove poor footing trips up good folks.
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