only running as fast as the body lets you smile
going as fast as a cheetah a mile
the sound of the track as you step on it
time again, the birss singing, the morning silence
being an Eagle of vigilance
the sound of the wind blowing
hard breaths, fats roaming and exploding
gives you a clear mind, a meditating process
repossess all the stress to become less
what a good jog, a slow jog.
braveyyy....
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