Running

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I won't let go.
Even if your thorns grow.

I will still swallow you even if you're coated with poison;
Causing my life to cease soon.

You're everything I want to have but I can't.
I still reach for again and again.

But each step I take,
You take a million steps away.

But that doesn't mean I'll stop running,
I'll reach and reach until I stop breathing.

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