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All humans do it

Every last one of us

Without even looking

We run

Though we run in the night

Though we run charcoal blind

Fire burns in our souls

Waiting for the fire to burn our souls

We run

Each of us alone

We run with pits for hearts

The waters wash through us

And half wash us away

Gone behind as we run

What a waste

All humans do it

Our pitch night running

Till bright in our eyes

Orange sun returning