The raceA Poem by Kilaw13
What am I doing? Asking, with no answers available. Give me a maze, it at least has an end. This marathon, I'm ready to give it up. Everyone else is smiling, I'll just step in the corner and continue dying quietly. Leave me and be free. I wasn't ready for this race or place.
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