time gait

this is the time i sat

idly

not wildly

but mildly

by

by the wayside

not in the riptide

but like a blimp ride

against my pride

this is the time i felt

wasted

not laced in

but faced

inside

inside the collapse

of the time lapse

that never filled in

the gaps

of my stride

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