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Mar 2016
Hit the brakes
Jaw drop
Come to a
Short stop
Stop motion
Stick man
In front of me
To watch you cross
Such a will
I'm at a loss
As you pass
On your path
How long was it
To get to here
Atlas shrugged
He could not bear
The crushing weight
My future fears
An audience
Of just one peer
Time lapsed
In this spot
Freeze frame
Racing thoughts
Self flagellation
Shame on me
Marching cross
That may
Not be
Written by
John Reilly
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