We will run fast, fast, like Bukowsky horse, a horse running as if the devil I was twisting the tail ...
Swift, having no time to look at the sides, unable to feel dizzy, unable to even get to think about why we run .... Running
quickly, and things we're leaving behind are lost forever, that speed does not allow us to see what we lose along the way .... We
running because running is all we have, and do not think, and feel, and not suffer, and fall enraptured at the end of the road and get up and keep running ... ...
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