You hear the rumble of footsteps,
You feel the pulse of their heartbeat,
What are they running from?
Nothing, they just run.
That sense of freedom and joy
Couldn’t be more appealing.
You hear their panting
And the urge is so strong, it sweeps you up
And you’re flying,
Flying over the ground in
A matter of seconds.
Can you feel it?
Run, and your life is unlocked.
Run, because you can.
Run, and love it.
It’s your escape from everything.
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