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Running Out

All the miles I ran

I thought at first I couldn’t 

Buy ended up saying, “I can”.
I looked at the behemoth before me

Fear crept inside, swelling 

But I ended up trying, you see.
I ran up the mountain, stumbled, fell then got up

Bruises on my elbows and knees 

But I didn’t stop.
It felt time was running out or maybe it was rushing in

I took a step forward 

And all over again I started to begin.

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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