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I feel like I'm stuck but I've been conditioned to like it to like the feeling of never being able to rest never being able to let the wheel stop so I run I keep running hoping silently that my legs won't give out beneath me even though I know they will im just not sure when when I will become tired with the constructs the grind of everyday life the wheel that won't stop turning
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
wheel of life
I feel like I'm stuck but I've been conditioned to like it to like the feeling of never being able to rest never being able to let the wheel stop so I run I keep running hoping silently that my legs won't give out beneath me even though I know they will im just not sure when when I will become tired with the constructs the grind of everyday life the wheel that won't stop turning
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
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