Friday, 14 July 2023

touching the horizon

 fences I run through
maybe larger than me
but the feet aren't daunted
they leap, run forward
till the horizon can be touched
if it is still further away
I shall run on
collecting memories 
of all corners, people, and trees
that doesn't let me stop


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