A Stitch

One becomes Two,
Two becomes Four,
Four becomes Six,
Six becomes Eight;

So on and so forth, they came
and they multiplied: uninvited.

One foot in front of the other;
feet walking
faster and faster in the fog.

So long ago youth seemed,
it may have been a dream;
panting and gasping for air.

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