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Running to everything you are
I was running down the road,
Lost and gripping a heavy load,
The past behind me,
The future in front,
A current of speed,
An elemental deed,
My tracks so sharp,
Like a quick spark,
I would find the road,
Either that or explode,
With the breeze on my face,
With all my haste,
This being my race,
I would find my place,
