If the chronicler ever
Penned my life
Tumbling at each fault
Getting up again
Bruising with each fall
Moving on again..

He’d realise soon
Nothing much changed…
With falls & bruises I live
“This won’t change at all, will it?” he’d ask
“At least I keep learning”, I’d say..

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