Rushing around every corner, measures unfolding and enter-
ing into rhythms that just keep on running into a steady
beat that never forgets where it happens to be.
Talent visiting, keeping pace with rhythms that never do
give up or slow down, life energizing, keeping up through
sheer will-power.
Never slowing down, speeding as fast as possible, life
entering mysteries of what could be lying ahead, buried
and hidden below many rhythms.
Ones that keep on running away, and in the future being
caught up with, out of breath, yet continuing throughout
this darkened night.
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