Went for a jog.
Saw kids playing and laughing.
Smiles flying by me
Myself fallen.
By the innocent sight and sound,
Many things have not remained as they should.
To Live and not merely Exist.
I think I have failed my slogan.
I have fallen.
So hard, so often.
So painful.
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