Ever notice
the earth gives way,
just a bit
when it feels your weight
upon it.
And you leave a track.
You leave a track.
If you’re a runaway
we could follow it
and find you.
If you’re a marauder,
we could make tracks
in the opposite direction.
Mostly though, we just walk
over the tracks of others,
never noticing.
The earth
though,
always notices.
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