Between looks and thoughts

My nature is
Unbeknownst to even me
But I live
Somewhere inbetween
Quiet looks and sprinting thoughts
It's always some sort of race with me
Until suddenly
It is not

I can't explain it any better than that
I just am where I am
And as for the why
I try not to give it even a second thought

This is me
Was mine

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