knowing not where.
it ran through the hills
drowned and floated in rivers
passed by hearts; black and red
stepped on the toes of days and nights, and noons.
--
it scampered away
everywhere.
--
it only wanted to find a place
where you are not there.
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but everywhere it went
you followed
sometime as days, sometime as nights
sometime as the hills, sometime as the rivers
sometime,
as everything
that there ever could be !
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