Distracted.

I’ll write this exam
But that’s not who I am.

Given my wish
I’d choose something delish

I’d head to the trail
And walk like a snail

No matter what weather
It cuts loose my tether

Or maybe I’d run
Just ‘cause it’s fun

Get away from it all
Don’t care if I fall

Being outside
Makes me feel bona fide.

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