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[isthison]

she tried to run further away, looking back at the darkening cloud that she once used to awe over, but stumbled upon a thought that sent her flying into oblivion. Life is what you make it, is what it said, and suddenly she remembered how easy it used to be.

I'm gonna strap my running shoes on...I'm gonna enjoy the morning sky...don't try to stop me now...here I go....