That day, we promised we would run without looking back.
We knew pain was something toxic, something lethal if we let it control us, and we believed that together we could outrun everyone.
It was only that you were brave and I was afraid of everything I might become.
I got lost in your exhaust, choking down the dust.
You ran faster and let go of my hand, and taught me we are alone.
We are always alone.
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