"I saw a man pursuing the horizon"
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
“It is futile,” I said,
“You can never —”
“You lie,” he cried,
And ran on.
I like to read this and just think about it. A link to read more. http://allpoetry.com/Stephen_Maria_Crane
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