The innocent game


Let us run the race back from the days of our childhood.
Where it was never about winning or losing from the other.
Only about chasing the wind as we ran free.
Where eventually we would run along, laugh together.
Let us learn to fall in love with the track,
as we run side by side in the summer heat.
In the playground of childhood,
let us try to find ourselves once again in an innocent game of hide and seek.

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