1, 2, 3

Running by the bay,
Past the setting sun.
End of another day.

Running past the mountains,
Past the watchful trees.
Feeling the evening breeze.

What am I running towards?
What am I running away from?
Or is it merely my happy place in which
I seek out solitude and peace?

1, 2, 3, breathe in,
One foot in front of the other,
Breathe out, and keep on
Running,
Running,
Running…

 

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