The Runner runs, alas- perhaps dawn is about to break
Out East- faster, O Runner, faster- you are unstoppable,
Unbeatable. Much like his life's dreams, the forests
Disappear behind him; yet he has farther, and farther still
To go- and there is the ever present fear
Lest the Eastern sky should turn red.
The stars of the night sky blink in amazement-
As they watch the Runner flit like a deer.
Hamlets and country roads recede to the background
The Runner is determined to reach the city by sunrise.
The lantern tinkles in his hand
Fireflies provide him light; fear not, O Runner!
The night is still dark.
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