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Apr 09, 2011 00:21

There used to be a feeling of running as fast as you could run... until your lungs burned, like too much air was going through them.

Screaming and shouting until you couldn't anymore...

Who's It

That was business that needed to be established right away.

Right. Away.

You got in a circle and one person would count or choose or however you did it, however we did it...

And then you just broke apart and you ran.

You ran and ran...

Sometimes, you could stop. You stand there

Ha, can you get me?

And dodge and swerve.

Remember, no tag backs. You gotta let them get some distance.

"You're too fast!" "It's not fair!" "I don't wanna play anymore!" "Aw man, recess is over!"

Tag wasn't like Kick Ball, there was no rivalry, no hate. There was no next day revenge game, it was always ground zero.

That passion, that feeling of forever, it's just gone.

Those days were the best days, wheere you could run under the sky and feel forever was real... know it was real, think it was possible.

The sky is a lie

it was all a lie.
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