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Running
Running,running,running, Why are we running? Were running from here to there. What is here, and where is there? Here is now, there is, there. What is there? There is when. When what? When I shall be out of now. Do you want to be out of now? Oh, how I long to be out of now. Why do you wish to leave? It's a long story. Running, running, running, Not as fast as we were. Why have we slowed down? Hope has diminished. Why did hope leave? It is not all gone, I still have some left. Why did some leave? It is not all gone, I still have some left. Running, running, running, No more, Why have we stopped? Hope is gone. Why did hope leave? I have run for months and I have not reached when yet. Is that why hope left? I give up because hope left. Or did hope leave because you gave up? Dying, dying, dying, Why do we die, and yet live like this? We die because there is nothing left to live for. Can't we still reach when? No, I can't run. Can't we walk? No, I can't walk, can't run, can't crawl. Can't live? Because there is nothing left to live for.
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