The Race He Ran

Across the tangled brambled fields
He flew as fast as he could go;
There was no space for reckoning,
For all was will, and thrust, and flow —

Yes, all he had was all there was
These obstacles to clear, surmount:
The race he ran, he ran alone,
Unnumbered heartbeats,
All that really

Count

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