I am standing tall these days
Not just because I am tall
but because I am stable
Soon I will be grabbing hammers
that erect walls that
hold everything up
That transfer work
into the ability to live
No more scraping
and plotting
about how I am
going to get out
of this undying rut
Soon I will have the hands
that build the walls of stability
I will be stable
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