The air is chilled, the grass, moist.
It took all I had not to give-up and lie down,
continual unknowing is gorging at my heart.
I can't stop the explosive howl from inside me...
"I need you! I need you!"
My legs now think for themselves, I begin to run.
Dew spatters my calves as my feet pelt the ground.
Fits of sweat and fear begin.
My breathing is heavy now, like a boulder trying to float.
My body blistering hot inside but cold to the touch.
But I am here, I have made it.
I am at McDonald's in time for breakfast.
m.e.
m.e.
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