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Feb 2021
She ask, " How does it feels to run for a living?"
"Well... It is a breathless feeling"
Then, his explanation continue...
"When you run, you don't actually care about things behind...
The only thing that matter is what's right in front of you...
Normally, it would be the finishing line
But today, it is you."
She thought his world is all fine
Yet those words he utters give her the clue
The worlds of these two start to align
Written by
Irisa  F
(F)   
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