Poem: The Pursuit

A whirlwind of obsession: 

raw and uninhibited 
feral and untamed 

the pursuit, the chase 
is what pushes you higher 

the thrill of the forbidden 
makes your heart pound faster 

The goal comes closer
then seems to drift away farther

As long as the goal is unreachable 
you fingers will always strive to touch.

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