I study the cracks
In the network at my feet
Smiling, remembering,
Similar stones in London
That rang as we walked
Strangers in dank air
I resurrect that sound
When battling unbidden fears
Drying, conquering,
Salty etchings on wet cheeks
It gave me new life
I am no longer afraid
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