five-seven-five

8 November 2006

I run in the woods,
tripping over roots and rocks.
Cobwebs cover me.

I’ve heard it before.
We won’t go too fast today.
Runners often lie.

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Pure hilarity.
Link and scroll for MyztikJenz.
She captures it well.

Laughter comes from pain;
something runners understand.
Such wit has a price.

A pretty graphic - It frames the story so well - Please leave a comment

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