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When I run, I run with speed In which becomes a gentle breeze Soaring though the asphalt heat Opposing wind blanketing Speeding down a blistering street       While                                                              Y                                                     My                                                            L                 Prudent                                              E                               Mind                                  E                                         Wanders             R                                                                 F
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Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 5:34 PM UTC
Runners High
When I run, I run with speed In which becomes a gentle breeze Soaring though the asphalt heat Opposing wind blanketing Speeding down a blistering street       While                                                              Y                                                     My                                                            L                 Prudent                                              E                               Mind                                  E                                         Wanders             R                                                                 F
The picture kind of resembles a shoe I think.
#run#running#runners#high#summer#runnershigh#heat#shoe
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Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 5:34 PM UTC
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