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Off balance
You would think
This is my first day
With a heart
That i might understand
After so many years
Its squirming
Its reaction to the open
The lies it tells
The lies believed
Hopeclinger, the name I gave you
You forgot your arms
the things we use to hold
or so I’ve been told
Flailing is not the same
Without arms grasping at empty air
Of that i know
Look at your roots
They resemble feet
It is what you stand upon
What keeps you from sinking
You will need them
Pull with them
The life that lies beneath
