poems about running
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From a Moonlit Run

Along with you I now will wax poetic, As you cast your spell upon this bleak canalRevealing the beauty of the beaten trail,Rendering me, in the truest sense, lunatic. A reluctant runner, no—I am no more;I am again a huntress as of old. I dash about, bright, brazen, beaming, bold:Forgotten fancy, myth of maiden lore. Continue reading
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