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It will always happen
The thrill of running wild
Living free and forgotten
For all the temptation and desires
But somewhere along
When our hair didn’t feel the wind
We gasp and slowly…
Slowly…
Walking, and turn around
To see how far we can distance ourselves
From that we ran away from
No matter how far
We still look back at it
No matter how many times we run
We still remember it
The excitement in steps
That didn’t need speed
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 5:36 AM UTC
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It will always happen
The thrill of running wild
Living free and forgotten
For all the temptation and desires
But somewhere along
When our hair didn’t feel the wind
We gasp and slowly…
Slowly…
Walking, and turn around
To see how far we can distance ourselves
From that we ran away from
No matter how far
We still look back at it
No matter how many times we run
We still remember it
The excitement in steps
That didn’t need speed
