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It isn't easy
to stand
amid a slideful of
soil and rocks,
even to get a toehold.
When all hope
seems to leave
behind heaps
of bared bones
and tangled vines
I trust my feet
to carry me
through
all the turmoil
to foot hills.
What use the peaks
when you need
the water of life
to run through
dry deserts?
