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Nov 2019
I run and run and run
And yet I always fall short
I can’t keep up with my fellow race runners
I am falling behind
I stop sometimes
And I look around this empty street
On occasion, I forget just why I’m running in this race
I sit and I ponder and I get all puzzled
Until I feel the darkness surrounding beginning to surround me
It creeps up my back and makes me shiver with unbearable fear
Of the future
It spurs me on and licks at my heels
Until the cycle starts-
Why am I running, again?
Can't stop won't stop.
Written by
Ell  F/Michigan
   Mikey Kania
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