Running my own race of thoughts,
Leaving behind what was mine.
Losing every battle I fought,
Drilling down the memories in my mind.
When I came it was sunset,
I felt the warmth of sun rise.
Now that the sun is up above,
Waiting for the stars to fill the sky.
Why is that you need everything,
With no possibilities of living them.
They say it's just the matter of time,
Running my own race of thoughts,
Leaving behind what was mine....
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