We've been running trough fields that we know, trough storms that we like and trough thoughts we hate, heavy hearts and mighty souls, tired minds and exhausted bodies, we all have one thing in common, we all have it.
At all.
A sense of freedom, not freedom of choice or freedom of thinking or freedom of running, freedom of choosing to serve who we love, so the weight in our hearts go lighter, the tiredness of our mind grows smaller and the exhaustion of our minds get smaller.
You may haven't noticed, but what in fact makes you fell big, is being small in front of the ones you respect, love, worship and adore.
We will be running trough fields, storms and thoughts until our heart stops - there is only one little thing we must observe ; the more we run, the more our whole become lighter and stronger - a paradox - a question - a answer - We become exactly what we inevitably make of ourselves.
Immortals.
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