Midnight Run

May 1, 2009
By Anonymous

The crisp air moving through my hair. The streets empty and quiet.
The street light flickers above me.
I realize i am all alone.
I turn to see a figure in the shadows.
I'm not alone, it is just as i fear.
I then wake up from my midnight run.

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