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Running
Thud
Thud
Me and the wind
Running side by side
Flying and feet pumping
Breathe in
Breathe out
Just me and the world
So quiet
As the chill bites my skin
But then again
I do not feel
Do not think
It just comes naturally
Go fast
Go slow
It doesn't even matter
Just me and the road
Trying to catch up with the rapidly moving stars
They follow me as I follow them
Running
we are all running somewhere
or away from someone
we run
like machines
until we "run" out
of
"power"
I've read most of your poems
great poetry you write here
it has "power"
I hope you never "run" out of words
peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot