Running Free
It was not yesterday
I felt a salt mist on my face
nor tomorrow
for now, I am far from the sea
and running free.
It was not today
the brambles
tore my rushing feet,
nor yesterday
for now, I am long past coursing free.
It is not tomorrow
that I will feel the arrows dart,
nor past
for now, others I knew will feel for me.
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