Another Fall

Every season,
I take another fall.
I climb so high
to plummet down.
I have traveled
to the very top
just to know
how it feels to drop.
I have fallen
when I was all in.
I have fallen
into the deepest pits.
I have fallen
when I tried to live.
I have taken
many falls in my life.
I know how it feels
to
drop
below.
It’s the best feeling
to be high in a sky
where I can fly.
When I take
another fall,
I stand tall.
I get up. I start climbing.
I stand tall.
When I am tall,
the fall is small.

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