These days

Even today
I smile again
A knowing one
How on earth
Can we truly know
Anything at all?
We can

On the odd day
I stumble and fall
Grasping for
Something solid
Committing to
Falling ungracefully
Hoping that days
Like today
Will come again

If all the days
Were even
How would I know
How glorious it is
To rise above
The odds

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