My Telestial Tale

A hidden hero, doing circuits for all to see.

My Telestial Tale

What goes around,
         comes around.
Keep going around,
         it’ll come around.
         
Hanging about
         without praise nor glory;
suspended from independence,
         and a personal story.

Hurtling by
         without a sound;
on an infinite crash course
         without hitting the ground

In limbo
         between start and finish;
never looking away,
         so envy can’t diminish.

What goes around,
         keeps going around;
                   going around,
                             and around and around.



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