Up in Smoke


to be with you
it’s like jumping
on a racing train
feeling the air
against my face
stronger than
when I was
running alone
on my own legs
me giving you my
face with a smile
fixed by the fast pace
we in time
out of time
running out of time
we recognize
a sequence
we were
we are
we were


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