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Circles

Trapped in my mind

With limited time

My life is what I make it

But if I keep faking it

Will I still make it?

It’s a sad song from a blue bird

This carrot in our faces

Happiness

Always dangling a few inches away

Always the dog chasing his tail

You cannot just grab it

It has to come find you

But until then

Circles


-C.H.

 
 
 

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