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Sep 2014
I am lost in a race
To the finish
I run
But not knowing why
Breath,
Heart,
Racing,
As fast as my feet
Touch ground
I am
Running
Not knowing if I
Can breath in as much
As I expel out,
I see the lights shred darkness
I must run
For I am the last one
The prize that must be won
The cost is my life,
Run
Run
Run
Extinction is my loss
We were on the top,
But now we are what
Others were before,
The hunter is now hunted
We are now the endangered ones..
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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