Running into the future, trying to catch up with life that
keeps getting out of reach, always grasping it, taking it
into tow, so I can experience everything I'm able to.
Running until I drop, holding on for dear life, as I
climb the highest mountains and fall into deepest ravines,
unafraid of what I'll find anywhere.
As long as I keep running and finding my way through hard-
ships and unfamiliar wildernesses, finding inner strength
through faith and hope, I will be fine.
Traveling through this world with my head held high, mind
focused on the future, destiny and purpose always set be-
fore me, no matter what, finding my way through it all.
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