Part 7 — Return
I have seen the vision many times.
The one I want to become,
but it’s not like this run is new to me
many laps in the same field, countless suns.
I get hurt in the same place, the same angle,
I have come back and run again,
like a hamster wheel spinning,
I come back and do it without refrain.
But this time I sprint faster.
I flinch faster from the injury.
Wounds start healing with less marks.
I have only myself and my history.
I am not free of the loop,
or a metamorphosis happening any time soon.
I am in this convoluted hoop,
and changing with every moon.
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