I walk a steady and long pace

While you prefer to slowly trace

The small alley, the tall building

Thus I end up often biding…


A short poem prompted during creative writing class today. It was supposed to be about a trait/a habit that unnerves us in an other person we know or knew. This is what came to mind…

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