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i used to go to camp
we’d gather ’round the fire
spend the time
share stories of fun and scare
an hour, more
through night we’d lie down
stars above
’til the next day broke
the sun, the alert, the start
to resuming our daily tasks
of visualizing
transparently tracking
productivity marked
measured, goals set
understanding one
and each other
that day and throughout
the summer
so was my
so was our
time at camp

One Comment

  1. This is great poem! Keep going


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