Run

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We stop
We go,
We run out of breath
We never know

Tiring ourselves,
Our muscles strained,
Feeling pain,
but we don't care.

We run around.
Sometimes we don't even know,
We feel the rush
Also the breeze.

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Yo guys! Here is another update! Probably sucks, but meh.

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