Runner's High
I
Am
Invincible
Running, flying, soaring
Nothing can touch me
As the ground rushes under my feet
And the sunset blurs into a pink and golden haze
Running
Fast and strong
Nothing feels like this
Flying
It hurts
My legs beg me to stop
And my lungs cry out for air
Soaring
I feel the pain
But it doesn’t matter
I don’t care
Because right now
I
Am
Invincible
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