I run.
Early mornings.
Out of the door.
Desperate to feel the wind, as it falls on my face.
My breaths of release.
Felt through my frame.
In gratitude.
Of my body.
In slow recovery.
Running.
In affirmation of the strength regained.
I run.
Early mornings.
Out of the door.
Desperate to feel the wind, as it falls on my face.
My breaths of release.
Felt through my frame.
In gratitude.
Of my body.
In slow recovery.
Running.
In affirmation of the strength regained.
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