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Jun 2021
Stop. This.
I am confined.
These ways we...
We're.
Two lines now...
And I need something.
This route
This time
I'd like to be by myself.
I feel like walking.
Go.  On now to what is yours
I know you
You'll make great time
And, me?
Mine, is...
A beautiful walk.
Really.
So, please? Stop.


And love drives off.

I began walking.
Jack R Fehlmann
Written by
Jack R Fehlmann  44/M/Colorado
(44/M/Colorado)   
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