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Look in my window That’s me in there With my spine curled again over this page I started a novel, But ran out of breath I beat it and cursed it but finally admitted I’m a sprinter (if that) not a marathon runner. So maybe Just a verse or two Because better a dash for hearts or souls Than a mile for a plastic grail
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
— Sprinter —
Look in my window That’s me in there With my spine curled again over this page I started a novel, But ran out of breath I beat it and cursed it but finally admitted I’m a sprinter (if that) not a marathon runner. So maybe Just a verse or two Because better a dash for hearts or souls Than a mile for a plastic grail
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Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
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