There is beauty in the river as it flows

The trees whistling in the wind

Running, I keep going

Why isn't anyone else here?

It's only me

Why does it just feel so right?

Feeling the rivers flow down my cheeks

As I feel the air flowing through my lungs

I stay in this feeling...

It just feels so right

The darkness is my only light

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