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Threadmill
Running
past people
hearing peals of laughter
past sunsets
rays pasted on tree tops
on asphalt roads
to meandering pathways
in dark forests
running past brooks
dry river beds
homes of unknown clans
on a secluded field
and I'm back
in my room
needing to get up
but with no strength
to fight the lethargy
thus I close my eyes
and run.
past people
hearing peals of laughter
past sunsets
rays pasted on tree tops
on asphalt roads
to meandering pathways
in dark forests
running past brooks
dry river beds
homes of unknown clans
on a secluded field
and I'm back
in my room
needing to get up
but with no strength
to fight the lethargy
thus I close my eyes
and run.
Published 20th Nov 2022
Author's Note
A recent illness
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21st Nov 2022 00:05am
You fight to get better. Keep on fighting, I believe in you. Keep on writing.
21st Nov 2022 5:10am
