on the big black rock at the edge of the lake.
i was screaming at the top of my lungs,
but you could not hear me.
i was saying it
in my heart.
pour.
here,
put this on.
hold this. and this.
this goes here, like this.
close your eyes and turn around.
open your eyes. now run in that direction.
off you go. don't ever stop.
i'll be here.
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