Running

Run, my heart, run fast

You can’t stop, rest in arms

Stopping is for the brave ones

You trembling bundle of timid love

Fly away with the breeze of blush

You are falling when lowering the eyes

The ground is not there to halt

The tears coming from a shy soul.

Race with love has no rules

It overtakes cheetah in one move

Will you take part in this game

Or let fear bury your name?

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