Crossing the Threshold part III
the dollar fell, and I passed.
the steeple fell, and I passed.
the law fell, and still, I passed.
my security fell, and I paused,
naked.
dignity fell,
identity fell,
pride fell,
and still, I was.
The rain falls, and we pass.
the hail falls, and we pass.
the sky falls, and we pass.
the mind is free at last.
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