Mad, Bad and Dangerous



My blistered feet beg
For me to stop and yet I
Keep running because
Neither the horizon nor
The road I’m on has an end.





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Written on 2026-06-16 at 18:19

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Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
better run in the city, the streets there have an ending, the roads on the maps between the cities seem to have not !
2026-06-16