Time Slides By

I am a minute refugee;
a run in time,
the first to flee.

I break no stride,
won’t stop to breathe –
away in front
all past I leave.

The first to cross the post and on…
No eyes to see,
just legs to run.

The wind is fast against my ears
A blistered breeze
blows all my fears.

On and on
away I race
no tempo tries to set this pace.

I am a constant refugee
no where to stop
so on I flee.

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