Cold stone.
I keep stumping my toe
I've always been clumsy,
But this stone is so cold.
I retrogress
Into a time lapse I fall
I step forward with my heavy eyes
I am deemed in the darkness
I am claimed to be,
But fail to rise.
Don't look at me-
I am shameful.
I keep hitting this cold stone,
I keep stumping my toe.
But maybe,
It's not my clumsiness at all,
Maybe I just can't see.
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