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May 2014
As my feet pounded the asphalt
Hard and my heart pounded in my throat
I saw the finish line and marked it
My destination.

My heart elevated and the last dozen
Steps were easier than all, but then comes the
Pain, keep walking, keep walking
Keep walking.

And as you feel your lungs
Collapsing in on you and your muscles
Screaming, there is no end in sight
No reason

To keep moving on, to
Keep fighting, that is when you will
Break, when you will fall apart
And wish for oblivion.
#OnRunning
Written by
Vitis Lio
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   Dominique U
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