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Nov 2017
Life is a race
every one craves to win.
Everyone is out for
their own selfish interests.
We are all climbing this mountain,
trying get to the top.
The smart ones
climb over whoever they need to.
The reckless ones
wear cleats.
The fools are left for dead.
Everybody pushes down the
weak people, walking all over them.
It's every man for himself.
Starr
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Starr  18/F/Illinois
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