Monday, September 17, 2012

Sprint

Jump, hop, skip, fly!

Soar as if you've been doing it all your life.
As if these chains mean nothing.

Run to the goal!
Always keep it in your sights.
Never let the silence play a factor.

Your steps will sound the alarm.
Your breathing a gental beat.
The rhythm set in time with your ever ready dream.r

Musings of a falling brain

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