Running

January 24, 2009
By Anonymous

The wind in my face
My feet pacing softly
On the smooth dirt
Nothing can stop me

I forget about life
And I run
Running, running,
And having fun

The world spins fast around me
I can only see my feet
And the blurry word around me
That’s all I want to see

Then suddenly
It all comes down
And I find myself
Face first on the ground

I guess there was more to see
Besides my feet
Like for instance
The root of that tree


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