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DONT GIVE UP
I run my fastest
But still get beat.
I land on my head
When I should be on my feet.
I try to move forward
But I am stuck in rewind.
Why do I keep at it?
I wont be left behind.
The harder I am thrown
The higher I bounce.
I give it my all
and thats all that counts.
In first place
Myself, I seldom find.
So I push to the limit
I wont be left behind.
...Friday 8th May 2015 7:11 am
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