one foot in front of the other
a constant pounding against the asphalt
cool morning breeze that drifts
the break of dawn cutting through the clouds
a burning ache in suffocating lungs
oxygen running low
adrenaline sky rocketing
many more laps to go
there is no stopping
just like with time
it is every present, ever moving
and constantly changing
so many different memories to create
life is our gift
no better way to spend it
pursuing your happiness
like a runner in the early morning hours
they breathe in the fresh start of day.
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♥ Spontaneity;
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
♥ Likes;
♥ Sanctuary;
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