I run…he chases
I see…old faces
I go…familiar places
I follow…dream paces
I tie…worn laces
I ponder…last traces
I touch…all bases
I open…cold cases
I create…a fracas
I conjure…dark spaces
I scream…breaking vases
I submit…good graces
I pray…take us
My play… Aces
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