The Long Run(poem2)

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We all have that one person
The person we always run too
The person who feels like home
The person who is like a breath of fresh air

We all know in the long run
We will run
But
It's nice to have them while we can
Hug the while we still can

Even in silence I hear your voice
In moments of fear, terror and tyranny
Your voice is the feeling of liberation

In the long run I know Ill be alone
But for now
I find safety in the form of you

You're the breath of  fresh air on a winters day

In the run
With you
I know I'll be okay

E.w

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