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I run at night and the lights chasing Sneakers pounding as the heart does it's best No one cheers or waits anxiously at the ribbon My mother won't scream," run Forrest run," It's me and the night with the wind The sign was set and my feet were the GPS Guide me home to my dreams Dreams wait for me in in my junk drawer A concert ticket for a faithful companion Candy for my soul and the lonely card The card written for me and it waits too The past dreams as well but I look to the new Those lonely rascals run with me and make me strong The wind pushes me and people who I don't know cheer They are my future and they crown me with olive branches A song will be written for my future Children will sing my glory And they will know I never quit And this is the beginning

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/16/2013 10:43:00 PM
The beginning of a marathon is one small step. This is very uplifting... I like how you express the thoughts in the back of your head as your running in the night... it's a time when the imaginary come to life and the troubles of the day seem far away. Very well written!
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Date: 6/30/2012 9:04:00 AM
Very charming Patrick. Those lonely rascals run with me and make me strong. Lovely thoughts come when running clears the mind of the details. love, Kathy
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