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It took years I knew every bump and crack In rain , fog , night or day I ran to be running away Found my second wind air rthmically going out , going in mile after mile constant as the waters of the Nile Later while I was sitting in my den A wondrous feeling came over me A high that elevates . . . one that no drug can reach
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Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
Runners High
It took years I knew every bump and crack In rain , fog , night or day I ran to be running away Found my second wind air rthmically going out , going in mile after mile constant as the waters of the Nile Later while I was sitting in my den A wondrous feeling came over me A high that elevates . . . one that no drug can reach
I used to jog miles everyday and there many benefits to be gained from it . One was a joggers high , a physical high that cannot be touched by any other source .
#hop#run#jog
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 9:12 PM UTC
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