see saw

we are caught

on that see saw of sorts

of days gone by

we are into a game

of pushing oneself to rise

while the other falls

.

we are balanced

in an up down motion of glee

with that spacer

that wedges in between us

gripping onto that handle

riding without equilibrium

.

yet

there is new found height

with every imprint we made on that ground

whilst the world rides in momentum

we always pick each other up

when the other tumbles..

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