Moving On

I need to move on,
not because moving is required of me,  but because still water becomes stagnant,
a rock unturned collects moss… 

I need to move on,
not because moving is forced upon me,  but because time doesn’t stand still,
the universe never tires.. 

I need to move on,
because the centaur is ever restless….

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