and walked away from it .....
really the enormity of that
will never fail to impress
but
I never knew until then
how lucky I've always been ...
no deadly shards have ever
truly penetrated
Nietzsche's dependable daughter
I always live on
oh ... I sometimes break
a nail, or scuff a knee,
but like a high wire walker
I try my best not to ever let you see
my faltering step
before
I walk on
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