But you will imagine
The glory that was felt
Face paced, head to toe
Filling me up till I was
Restless. Wanting more that never came
I endangered all for a second of
Pleasure. Understanding nothing just pure bliss
One track mind no future to turn to
The past is dead the present is
Now. I take a breath the race paused
Looking back back back to an
Empty road
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