Running through the woods so deep
Hitting the ground with my cold hard feet
Feeling the air rush through my lungs
Slowing only to find the sun
The day is following my endless plight
The sun my only return to life
Creeping upon me on silent wings
The night approaches, the insects sing
I stop in a clearing of green mossy trees
The moon in the distance the only light I see
Unmarred by the city, a beautiful sight
Darkness around me welcomes no fright
Sleep a relief from the hard pressing day
Heartbeat pulsing, nothing to say
As the sun rising in the bright morning sky
I start my running on feet that seem to fly


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