Time heals all wounds,
it also wounds all heals.
Patience fills the thin gap between cure and disease. 
Like a barbed wire, Time entangles the feet…
Digging into the flesh. Biting the heels.
It won’t let you run.
Can we escape to redemption? Maybe.
Time heals all wounds only if you break free from the shackles and run. Run till you pant.
Pant till your lungs contract.
Let your feet bleed.
Freedom comes at a cost.
The last mile left. Don’t give up.