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6d
The man alone could barely see
A path before my eye
But pushed me ahead instead of
Feet; force flicked into existence.

Miles and miles of distance
Set us apart from
What we both wanted.

Clubs clean from rosy cheek,
Tears streak in retreat from
Trapped nerves, in fleet of escape.

And running makes the distance wider
As they melt into puddles.
Written by Art and Jamie.
Jamie Riley
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Jamie Riley  30/M
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