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I can’t stand still,
and not just because of ADD.

I can’t stay the same
from day to day.

Week to week and year to year,
the old me dies away.

New life rises
from death
As I inhale
new breath

Onward I keep moving
straying from the status quo

Weakness aches over brittle bones
Muscles knot and burn

Still, I can not stop or stand still
For in this journey, I find my home.

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