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Time to get back

to my jog.

It's been

a bit too long.

Gonna lace up and sprint

to my favorite songs.

"What are you running from?"

dudes used to joke.

But it's actually

running 'toward.'

Cause if we keep looking back

we can never move forward.

They said,

"can't run on forever, bro."

But I can't know

'til I endeavor, yo.

So let's sweat.

The sweet stench of exhaustion

beckons

And I'm here

for its reckoning.

Step

     by

          draining

               step,

                     I 

PUSH

as shades 

of my future self

appear when I blink:

half the size

but twice the strength.

I'm leaving now, jack

What did ya think?

And don't go booking it after.

The places I'm going

aren't looking

to be discovered.

So find you another way,

a path of your own

and safe travels, my brother.

Strapping up laces,

stretching my being.

Get nice and limber

Out, in, and 'tween.

Tightening laps,

Crunching  the numbers.

Never

Fucking

Going

Under.