He got to run, run, run, run for his soul, run for his life. Escaping
the routine, the daily hazzles, the never ending questions,
expectations and obligations. He doesn´t know for how long he's
running, he doesn't feel his lungs anymore, his legs are light, he
must be flying... he sees the light... the pursuit of happiness,
freedom and courage. Why didn't he do this so much more before? He is
laughing, louder and louder, stopping finally at the cross-roads of
his city. He remembered, he was here again, in the past, in the
beggining and was deemed to stay there forever. But this time
everything was different. He had made it.
By Stephanie R.
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