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Run


Run. The goal is in front,

All that has been accomplished,

All that has surpassed that tide,

Is naught but momentum.

 

Run. For those that follow,

Those that are ahead,

Those who desire to end your race

Matter naught

 

All that matters,

All that is in sight

 

The goal.

 

I will not relent

I will not give up.

The future is ahead.

 

What are you running for?

 
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