I reached out for her, my fingers stretching;
She was yelling out my name; yelping.
I rushed towards her, the blood rushed to my face.
I thought I wouldn't be able to reach her
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Speed, pain and mystery make the writing easy to read. 'He' is a trance perhaps, it could be a 'She' to a male writer. Thank you. Run fast and long.
Regards,
pranab
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Speed, pain and mystery make the writing easy to read. 'He' is a trance perhaps, it could be a 'She' to a male writer. Thank you. Run fast and long. Regards, pranab