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Jan 2015
The treadmill
Is on an incline

I am running uphill
I am not stopping
I am not stopping

This life
It just comes and comes and comes
And comes
Almost 30 now

How far
How fast
Would I run
Could I run

The therapist
She doesn't understand

There are no words
No philosophies
For this life

There is my experience
My earth experience
Nobody told me
It could be like this
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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