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Feb 2012
Running through life
As if in a race
Is pretty silly
There are no winners here
Just people who die slightly later

So excuse me
Whilst I park my bicycle
And look over the edge
Trying to see what lies ahead
Or at least catch a glimpse of the leaders
Written by
Joshua Neilson
603
   Alice
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