When leaves rustle like living things in your presence
When you are the match that lights the forest while others lie sleeping
When you decide to have faith in yourself
To love what you want
To take the power to control your life
To bloom as legend
You will live in the flames.
You will burn too brightly, too wild to handle.
You will run too swiftly for anyone to catch you.
You will run.
Until your lungs ache.
Until your heart splits open.
Gasping at life that can no longer hold you.
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