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A Good Day To Be Above Ground

Today,

I have the chance to create something

and any day,

with that potential,

is another day

worth being above ground for.


Today,

I have the chance to see someone I care about,

and any day,

with that potential

is another day

worth staying above ground for.


I played the guitar,

I read Dostoevsky,

I wrote a few lines

I danced my dance (shadow boxed for hours)

I taught people how to throw a punch

and do a push up

and I even have the chance

to see someone I care about.


By all standards

today is a good day to be alive.


So why doesn’t it feel like it?


-C.H.

 
 
 

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