Running

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Sweat dripped off my brow

Wind blew hair all around

As it cooled my hot skin

I control my breathing

By keeping it steady

I am focused and calm

Another runner runs on by

We nod and smile

As we keep going our separate paces

And our separate ways

Understanding in eachother's minds

We both know what each other is doing

No words are needed

Not even actions

Besides the pounding of feet on pavement

And loud, but controlled breathing

How far we go doesn't matter

All that matters

Is that we are not alone

In this world of running

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