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Footsteps - Oct. 16, 2025

I think anyone would step over their idol to reach a savior   if they weren’t already committed to following their own feet

Death is Only A Word - Oct. 15, 2025

such a dark defeated noun, don’t you think?   like something a boulder would crush or a guillotine would chop off   it’s the sound we associate with a final fateful ending   on the other hand, what if death is a long curvy fun slide   that drops into a playground with lots of other kids   you know, that could easily be how innocence returns home

So You Can't Run - Oct. 14, 2025

at a certain age, if you must dash across a street drivers will slow down, mainly for the entertainment   or thinking you can still jog, start slowly and see how you plod these days, just remember the pocket first aid kit   even if your walk leans to one side and your hinges hurt stumble on as long as you can   but if your wheels are on on their last rusty turn, limber up some love if you haven’t already   I bet you’ll find you move in ways you couldn’t before

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