Running in Circles
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Rushing with open fields
Orange dusk turns to dark night
Green grow from afar
Empty streets breathe silence
To be filled by sound
Distant bellow of unknown fear
Yet I run to return to again
Bringer of change
Yet I run to return
Safely the same
Still I run
To return
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