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Mar 2019
The streets roam on for miles
Its pitch black leaving only the flickering street lights to pave the way
I am running so fast my breath filling the silence with awful ragged gasps
What is behind me?
Faster and faster I run the stars twinkling above my head
It is so hard to move as the roads and buildings pass in vocational silence
I hear a voice so familiar I cease my run and stand lonely on my crossroad
It's so familiar to my ears
Soon a figure is standing in front of me but her face is cloudy
I reach out to touch but she is ghostly cold yet warms me in awful ways
She is crying out and I still can't understand her far away voice
The woman is gone and I am left running again
Running into a light so bright I wake up
Rolling over I see the face of my beloved
She is smiling as I am gasping for air to fill the hole
Soon I whisper softly
“So close yet so far away...Why do I run from my soulmate?..”
Written by
Sandra Melton
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