Unable to move
Despondent and exhausted
Everything in slow motion
Stasis
For which there is no basis
Perhaps there is a righteous claim
The turtles are winning the footrace
The countermove is to get into the groove
But its all contorted and distorted
The heart is rooted in commotion
Stasis
We are reaching the catastasis
There may be blame or a maimed flame
Stasis
Uproot
Remove oneself
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Nice photographs! Keep clicking!
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thank you so much! 🙂 have a great day
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thank you!
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