Panic Poem by Ian McArthur

Panic



I can run
I can run
There is still time
I can run
I can run
Like a bullet for the doe
I can run
I can fly
a fleeting breath
before I die.

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Ian McArthur

Ian McArthur

Squamish, British Columbia
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