Run with us

The feelings of dread have been with me all weekend like my very own shadow. sothing out of the darkness makes me carry on pushing me forward. what can this be but one song, somthing that i very much loved as a child. the Raccoons Run with us. it holds everything that i want and need to carry on.
its words fill me with hope, the hope that today me be filled with pain and fear but tomorow is a new. somthing that is untochable intangable to the hashnes of the world. the hope of a brighter day sometimes its all that drives us on.

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