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at the moment the sun grows colder, running shoes are laced. buds planted in ears to let music grow. stretch thru the legs and out the door -- now he is running for two miles or more. sucking down air like coal, this locomotive just goes, goes goes -- slower now up a hill, opening a stride before fertile skyscrapers with applauding windows. downtown olympian, do you do this for fun? what rhyme or reason make Hermes' feet run? sweaty dynamo, athlete without sport, endurance is a gracious import. may your heart pump wine thru- out each vessel. may, like Solo, you run, these streets your Kessel.
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
fast feet feel fantastic
at the moment the sun grows colder, running shoes are laced. buds planted in ears to let music grow. stretch thru the legs and out the door -- now he is running for two miles or more. sucking down air like coal, this locomotive just goes, goes goes -- slower now up a hill, opening a stride before fertile skyscrapers with applauding windows. downtown olympian, do you do this for fun? what rhyme or reason make Hermes' feet run? sweaty dynamo, athlete without sport, endurance is a gracious import. may your heart pump wine thru- out each vessel. may, like Solo, you run, these streets your Kessel.
I'm a runner and I love other runners. (if you catch the star wars reference you win a prize)
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
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