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the chase
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stepping…
one foot…
in front…
then the next one,
and the next one,
in perpetuity.
thorns claw our socks.
dust coats our skin,
and we feel great,
in perpetuity.
heat bites our skin,
and so does the sun,
in perpetuity.
then the next one,
and the next one,
until we’re at the top,
and the view is good.