Who Would Want.....

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March 2017

Who Would Want.....

 

Once

 I ran against the wind.

Chased ....dreams......!

Was, immortal.

And feared, none.

Now, I am, the elderly sloth.

That languishes.

Alone....

Upon a couch.

Still waiting, for the

Wind

 

......To catch me....

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