By Steve Gillies I hit you as hard as I can and you won’t go down so I have to do the thing that I’m good at. I have to run away. I run out of town as fast as I can. Fast so fast I run up the side and over a moving train in a nanosecond so fast I hit the beach and kick up minor sandstorms so fast I hit the water with feet that don’t stay on the surface long enough to break its tension….

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