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Apr 2014
We're still stars
Running track:
Leaning forward
Glancing back.
The timer's thumb
Is poised to press:
I'll run with you
'Til my last breath.
Across our path
Like a finish line,
Wait all the loves
We left behind.
Editted and re-posted.
Francie Lynch
Written by
Francie Lynch
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