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Forest

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 rises in the bright morning sky I start my running on feet that seem to fly
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erin-lewis
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Jul 9, 2012
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