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Apr 2013
Together we practice a vital give and take
A simple exchange, a necessary exchange
No gain in wealth, just life.
Breath deep.
A cold morning before the warmth of the sun graces us
Paintings are supplied that no artist could create
And in return a drop of sweat to heal the silent cracked lips of Earth
Take it in.
Deprivation only to bolster
Sharing an infinite might for an instant
Strength for admiration and respect.
Understand.
An endless beauty to act as our guide
Shaping our foot falls as we stride along the strip
Soft strides quiet the audience of the persistent symphony
Listen.
It does not matter where it is done
The repetition brings us together
Full of life. Full of beauty. Full of strength. Full of song.
Cherish it.
A runner would understand
Written by
Will Wilde Botta
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   Austin B and Gary Muir
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