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I see I will have to run. So I dare to run like the breath on the back of my neck. My feet burn the ground and my hair stuns the wind. You cannot believe that I can move miles and miles and miles without leaving a footprint. This is the work of infallible legs. They may skip and prance and weave through the trees, but they cannot out do the speed I have spun. They may motivate, but they do not pass. I am spinning the air around my body into cotton candy threads which sugar-melt in the lips. I am fast, fascinatingly, fairly fueled by this sweet and I cannot get enough. Bring me closer. Bring me more. |
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