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Feet to the pavement.

Take off running.

Free.

Free.

Free from responsibility,

free from burden,

free from life,

free from thought.

Run.

Run away.

Somewhere safe.

Is there such a place?

There must be. 

Somewhere where the air is thin,

where the sun doesn’t scold,

where the pavement doesn’t peel layers off my skin,

 where sky is blue-

 not just any kind of blue, a clear, worry-free blue,

A blue that soothes.

 No troubles, no pain.

Just happiness and success.

Run.

Keep running.

I’ll find it one day

I have to

I need to

get out of this place.

So I hit the pavement running,

until my feet get too sore

so I can’t run anymore. 

Destiny unknown,

it doesn’t matter though.

 Hit the pavement.

Run.