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Jan 2013
If nothing tied us to our homes
No Internet nor telephones
Egress us from the modern ways
The two of us could run away

A rural life is inhumane
It's quiet, passive, and mundane.
The urban world feels like a trap
With each convenience in your lap.

Forget our family and friends
Let's run until the planet ends
Across man's roads and nature's greens
Let's run like bored and love-struck teens

The two of us could run away
The two of us could leave today
Until all else is gone from sight
The two of us could run all night

Let's run away until we walk
Until we crawl, until we stop
Then etch our story into stone
And lay there 'til we turn to bone

No boy would love you more than me
So let us flee; let us be free
No girl would want this more than you
Perfect romance, in worn-out shoes
Andrew Clark
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Andrew Clark  PA
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