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Running


Running but don't know why

How long?

How far?

Why?

These are the questions I ask myself

I run but never get tired

I hurt but I don't stop

I'm running for the prize

My prize?

I don't know

I'm running for something I don't know

I'm running a race

A race of life

How long?

How long is the race?

As long as my life

When will it end?

Now

I died

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