The whole time,
I was running as fast as I could, consumed by the flames that only knew that they should whisper
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to just run
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just run away,
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that they should lick me
to get a taste
and desire me forever,
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that they should laugh
to keep me fleeing,
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so away and away,
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to keep me fearing
for my life and even
other lives,
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so
many
lives
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enough
t­hat in a terrored moment,
I couldn't remember
if they were my own,
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and at the end of the edges
that I just kept running through,
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even though
there was nothing left for me
to see or feel,
nothing left to convince me
that safety was only steps away
if I could please,
please
just keep taking them,
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I was stricken,
impaled on
the thought,
the horrified suspicion,
some feeling bent on attacking me too,
the final flagship of my guilt,
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a death speech,




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that maybe I was leading those flames instead.
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Where should we have gone?

As the sun rises
Engulfing the land
Enveloping all in its premises
Shedding its light upon all who stand

But there's still something
Present at day's forenoon
That's there lingering
Overlooking the skies is the moon

Even as the sky is lit
The moon isn't fazed
Like light at the end of a pit
It is always there, not outgazed

Unless forced or shaded
It is always strong-willed
Never fully distorted or completely faded
The moon, it is titled

Leading us to the ends of the earth
Always there for us
At night's birth
And through the day just as marvelous

You're there with me before noon
You're living with me through noon  
You're pushing through with me after noon  
You are my lingering moon