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Take off
and don’t look down
on yourself
reinvent your wheel
as the spokes so
fast they idle
and slowly reverse
dust lifts and is
blown where
you used to be
it lays asleep
in your field of dreams
Keep them turning
deny the illusion
and roll on the
trail
ruts as anchors
to your soul
serve you well
to move ahead
until the gravel
dissipates
into the field of dreams
Gerald the Writer 
Thanks for your time and thoughts.