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He sprints across the field Navigating obstacle after obstacle Addiction, illness, depression Bits of him flying off into the distance His hope, dreams, will He's falling apart, getting smaller Propelling himself forward regardless of his destruction The finish line is a bullet There is no applause
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Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 2:46 PM UTC
No Applause
He sprints across the field Navigating obstacle after obstacle Addiction, illness, depression Bits of him flying off into the distance His hope, dreams, will He's falling apart, getting smaller Propelling himself forward regardless of his destruction The finish line is a bullet There is no applause
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kathleen-m-1
24/F/Canadian
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 2:46 PM UTC
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