he told me I moved to fast
straight after the first game
I was calling for the next
the high hills the walled my home
each one I would climb
looking to the next
before finishing the first
ever striving forward
he turned to me
official life face
heartfelt exchange
warned slow down
fresh eyes
the infant smiles
races to crawl
rushes to walk
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