I just want to go
Run away from this mess
Feel my feet on the ground,
Fleeing from everything bad and everything messy
I will run until my feet touch the searing hot sand
I will run farther and my feet will sink into sandy mud
While cool salty water runs over my feet
I will run into the water until it's up to my waist
Float on my back in the rolling, continuous waves
Until my hair drips down my back and
I will run up to the breezy, cool dark house
And rest with the people I miss so much
We will be there together and away from everything else
No coronavirus
No death
No sadness
Just us and the cool water.
And the sand.
I just want to go.
I Just Want To Run
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i already wrote that, see?
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