Running miles and miles. Chasing the back in front. Someone says is time to stop. Ah, how tempting because I never really liked marathons. I slow down and stay here. You are almost getting to where I am. And this is the only way you see my back and let me get closer to you.
I want to show you how much I like it now. But I don't know how to. How does it work?
My heart is beating fast. Is heavy now.
If only I could.
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