I've been running my way through, on a scrubs marathon.
a race i never lose,
and never get tired of.
the rain is torrential, i swear i have a lake in my own backyard.
fingers crossed my room floods out, because yesterday i learnt how to swim through my own issues.
all i need received from you is a towel and a change of clothes.
i miss you at the craziest times.
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