Faster Than a Beam Of Light

A fast feeling in your blood

Rushing thru your veins, a bubbly feeling,
A surge of energy, faster than a beam of light.
Invisible currents, electrifying and revealing,
A cosmic dance within, igniting with all its might.

A wild pulse that quickens the beat,
As adrenaline courses through every part.
With each heartbeat, a rhythm so fleet,
A symphony of speed, setting fire to your heart.

Faster than a beam of light, you soar,
Breaking the boundaries of earthly realms.
In a blink, you traverse the infinite floor,
Exploring dimensions where time overwhelms.

The world blurs into streaks of color,
As you chase after fleeting dreams.
Leaving behind the shackles of duller,
You surrender to life’s vibrant streams.

Through city streets, a streak of motion,
With the wind as your trusted guide.
Past towering structures, like an ocean,
A fearless force, you gracefully glide.

Feel the rush of life, pulsating within,
A heartbeat drumming in tune with the stars.
In this wild embrace, let the journey begin,
As you push beyond limits, transcending all bars.

Faster than a beam of light, you become,
Unbounded by the constraints of time and space.
In this realm, your spirit dances and hums,
A free soul, leaving a trail of cosmic grace.

Embrace the power of this ephemeral flight,
Savor the moments that speed cannot steal.
For life’s true essence lies in the vibrant light,
A fast feeling in your blood, an exhilarating zeal.

So, let the world blur in a kaleidoscope of delight,
As you race through existence, with spirits bright.
With every beat, with every breath, ignite,
For you are faster than a beam of light.

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