Too often On my morning run The neighborhood blurs My mind far away I stumble over Unseen cracks in the sidewalk Run straight into Low-hanging branches My mind circles Rehearsing how I’ll do what’s next Or reviewing what I did before I’m in a tug of war— Pulled forward Tugged back Or, my mind...
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