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today


i’m not sure what is happening
grass runs like a herd of wildebeest
trees play tig and hopscotch
hills jump over fences
skies play a concert of colours
rivers rise up and never come down
performing serene acrobatic moves
i’m not sure what is happening
in the forest today
everything seems wrong
yet it is so right

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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