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Nov 2013
We're locked in a race
And the only way to get out
Is by
Winning.

It's silent.
Stealthy.
Unspoken.
Secret.

There aren't rules
Or guidelines
Or officials.

The way it works
Is
Whoever kills themselves first
Wins.
Emily Tyler
Written by
Emily Tyler  New York City
(New York City)   
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