it may look like i'm running fast
but actually i'm standing ever so still.
not going anywhere.
i found the password.
it's a word i can't even speak.
it's not a word at all.
it's a shiny object buried in a
tree stump in the woods.
when you find it, you can't let go
because you want it so bad
and your hand is stuck in the wood
and there you are,
frozen in a tree, holding a shiny object you can't really claim.
i am a raccoon.
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