The Anthology
When I run, I go to a place in my mind, a place where the sun…
When I run, I go to a place in my mind, a place where the sun is always shining, a place where the tilt of my head allows me to feel strength and warmth of the sun against my skin. I feel things I've never felt in this place. My spirit is touched in places that it has never been…
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