I'm running but to where?
The wind rushing through my hair
Heart beating fast because I am scared
My strength? impaired
Running down an endless road
Should I continue or should i fold?
Running for hours now
Mind is froze
Reminiscent thoughts
Spraying out fast like a power hose
I stop
I remember the good times
I turn around and go home
Because my job here aint done
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