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shanescook
shanescook
24/M/Austin, TX composer, performer, amateur writer and chef
and as the rain fell on my face, the world just became more beautiful.
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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
rain (I)
Run. Throw open the gates that once confined you, And run. Past your childhood home, Down the sidewalk ’Til the pavement ends, And then: Keep running. Into the trees, Over river, through wood. Do not fear the path you should take, For I will guide you. Look up. Feel the sunshine warm your face; The wind rush through your hair. The endless expanse of blue awaits you. Run! Until the golden sunlight of day fades to night: blue to black. And then: keep running! For I will be your light In the darkness. Over uneven grounds and jagged rocks that trip and pierce your feet; Through sand and stream and mud that weigh and slow you down; Run until your lungs burn with fire and your legs give out from under you and your heart is ready to burst, And then: fly For this is what I have for you.
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Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
run