Walking forward,
Running from the past,
Or chasing the future
Put your hand in mine.
Let's run together,
Stop when we choose. t. o.
Then scream in delight,
Freed at last from the pressure of time.
- Author: xqw ( Offline)
- Published: September 21st, 2024 14:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 22
Comments2
Excellent write
Love it
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