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		Running, running and running out, who knows where you will go ? Running out on me or running out on them ? But time is running out, don't you know little one ? You and you alone are running out of time. Where will you go, little one ? You know you were just meant to run. Running away or just running about, running off or even running out on me. But what makes you run and run ? But who makes you run and outrun ? What are you searching while outrunning the wind ? What are you expecting while racing the wind ? May you be much sought after ! Who will find you when you stop running ? Where will you take shelter ? Who will be able to give you shield against the spasms of anguish ? Run, run, run away my dear. You alone know why you have to run. Seek, seek and seek my dear. You alone know what you have to find. May you come upon it quickly ! May you find your way at last ! Is your fate already sealed ? Or perhaps it's all in my mind ... May you apply to the proper person ... "Dinna fash versel ..." I've just heard you tell me... That's so hard not to fret ... But never forget to remember, my dear, that the only answer is love. 13/05/07 Isabelle Coquinot