Spring ’23, Day 2

Take a deep breath, empty out the old air. I’m climbing a stair. Upward movement feels light. I don’t like trite rhymes, so I’ll stay on the sides. Outside the main flow, but somewhere within. Only waiting for my ides to idle in.

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