Not to outrun pain, I run to avoid its soulless sting
I chase the cryptic whispered promise of the rain
And hope to find home, and the final healing it will bring
A flowing stream, I wish to be a forgotten dream
I ascend like the sun to cast off the void of the realm
The unknown beckons, I fly like the hawk in the sky
Pushing boundaries, I will seek what the heart desires,
And how long would I run?
Till the oceans dry and the grey sky incessantly cries
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