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Adrenalin
February 1, 2012
Crisp air and dead leaves
Heavy breaths and chapped skin
Flying tears and clenched fists
Soft dashes with a quick pace
My legs are heavy,
but I run with my unsatisfied heart
My mind is playing games
Leaving me with a temporary high
The universe and I as one
Repetitive counting from one to a hundred
Synchronizes with my breaths
The tapping of my feet propel
Till my heart has its way
And the measures get longer
Until my pace is cut off
© Hilary L., Rogers City, MI
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