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I ran,
Towards the horizon,
Where the land and the sky meet.

I ran,
To see,
Where they become complete.

I ran,
To see,
The land and the sky together.

And I am
Running,
For forever.

And I am
Running,
For forever.
From far away, things seems different, when we get close we see the real things or it just the way it is.
Sometimes things are better from far and we can never get near them no matter how much we try.

— The End —