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You run and run till you cant run
Anymore, you feel the wind hit your skin
As if you were flying through the air,
You dream of running all day long, Don't
Want to stop; don’t want to think about anything
Again,
You try to run as fast as you can,
So you can get out of your self,
Cross-country is like power,
You have to know how to run before
You can fly
 
 
 





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