Run

I want to Run

Run like the wind

Fleeting

and

Grounded

Heel to toe, I step afoot. Toes curled under, I feel the soot. Abandoned ambitions, o’ too long ago conceived. Chest rising, strong and eased.

Hold on tight

Never recede

My fingers grasp, the jonquil flees

Carry me away. O’ please, carry me away.

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