Circling Wembley Stadium c. 8-9k
the endocannabinoids beginning to fizz
and Start Me Up plays from within
to pump up the runners
as it did 44 count them years ago
at this approximate location
original architecture, with a (see
if you can see him) much younger
version of me standing in the centre circle
watching the even then old Stones
playing one of their new ones. And
I'll never be a grown man, and I'll
never cry, but I will be
dead and I will come on now
there's not far to go, still
time for one last push
to the finish line
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