Run Forward
Run forward
While the wind pushes you back.
Raise your hands toward the sky,
Soon you’ll see the stars
That shyly hide behind the clouds.
Close those eyes.
Take your time
And think.
Run forward
Towards the Tree of Hope.
Look up to the tangled branches,
Later you’ll see the moon
Which peaks from out behind the leaves.
Cover those eyes,
Listen to your mind
And believe.
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