Jack Rabbit

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I see her in the far distance.
The first true sighting I've had in years.
I run as fast as my feet will carry me.
She stays still as I approach.
Astonished, I'm able to touch
the very tips of her fur.
Only for her to run beyond my reach.
She's run so far by the time I'm able to look up, realizing she's gone.
I am on my knees when I notice the tears falling from my face.
Will I ever find her again?

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