Walking across a creek
my body felt unstable
and called my eyes
My eyes, they looked
They tried real hard
They found footing
To help us cross safely
They spied danger
so my eyes could try
all the time
and I forgot
that my feet
are what does
the walking.

I forgot
that you can't walk
without falling.

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