Stumbling
Walking along this path
Tumbling
Thoughts inside my head
Fumbling
With trembling hands
Crumbling
The bread in my hands
Mumbling
Something about mortality
Grumbling
All the damn time these days
Humbling
My introspective self
Bumbling 
Through these revving days.
Smiling
As the birds eat my crumbs.


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