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Just for the thrill,
the laugh caught mid-breath,
the stumble, the jump—
not for the finish,
not for the prize.
Just for the joy
of motion,
of being here, alive.
Just for the thrill,
the laugh caught mid-breath,
the stumble, the jump—
not for the finish,
not for the prize.
Just for the joy
of motion,
of being here, alive.
Comments (4)
This is a poem of life living life.
For two
good to be together
I love your style