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Escape the day

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As I run I find a way,
To escape another day.
My problems can’t keep up with me,
When I begin to flee.
With the wind in my face,
As I set a steady pace.
There is freedom in the air,
And I do not have a care.
Once again I find a way,
To escape another day.





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