Hobbies

Work

You ran
away from
work

The Big
Machine

Eating on
you

Found solace
in swimmin

Away from
the World

Into the
softness of
water

You rose
a new
man

With grace
into you

Now its
the summer

The water
nowhere to
be found

Wanna be
a free
man

You run
the marathon

The heat
eatin on
you

Your soles
give way

All you
are left
with

A few
memories

And the
rest all

Washed away
in the
dust of time

Caution: This might be all theory

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