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November 23, 2021

Into the world I go With nothing but myself in tow I trudge the space around me, it surrounds me  On foot alone, I make my way  Along paths unknown, pray I won't go astray  I feel like the ground beneath, yet I sink And think — Onward, into the world I must go In search of solid ground  One foot in front of the other  I traverse the darkness yonder Still forward, forward I long to grasp something, anything  Quick, quick — I scramble, I sink And reach out in front of me There is much yet so little Hands flailing, feet stumbling I wail and scream For I am out of breath, overwhelming is the breadth  Yet into the world I go Pick myself up along the road The emptiness prevails but it won't assail me  I am starting to make out the shapes of what I find And latching onto them as I go Forward, always onward  Into the world I am beginning to know

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