Treadmill

~ Vanessa

Try, I do;
Try, I did;
And the rug keeps slipping
Under me,
Know I am no stranger
To the impossible,
And so moving,
Running,
Racing
I try again,
Upon this endless carpet;
This treadmill of
My life.

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Published by Vanessa

Mother, WRITER, artist, student, dreamer, civil and human rights activist, humanitarian, minister in process, mystic, sentient being. I write to remember; I write to discover; I write to understand; in order to be closer/higher/connected.

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