I walk and run.
I will stumble in the rush
really not knowing the
path ahead of my shadow.
Still circling and walking
around bouncing from one
circle to another, looking
at what I can't really say.
So I ask life to let me run,
running is the only sign
that I'm still alive. The day that
I stop will be that I don't exist
anymore and can't follow the
circle of life....
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