It has been with me for as long
As I could remember
And it is stubborn
It persists with a mind of its own
It carries my name and even
My Self in its various forms
It has no inclination to hide
Nor be discreet in its manifestation
It controls me
Surreptitiously vain
Yet it conquers in intriguingly small
And innocuous strides
It beats just as fast and as heavy
As my heart but never
With the same fervor and urgency
Required to keep me alive
It is there.
Heaving.
Instructing.
Directing.
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