stick
will
be
called
upon
to
crutch
the
fatigue
in
the
bones
let
the
memory
of
the
last
uprightness
flower
into
the
sky
and
hurdle
the
body
against
the
cringe
the
hunch
the
fall
and
shout
out
so
that
no
one
will
walk
past
without
seeing
this
willful
proof
of
life
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