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The Race of Life

The heat is on I can not go on. I can not go on. IT is like i have nothing on. Because the mockery goes on and on. And behind me I can feel the pressure is on. Oh,I will keep on trying! Because I cannot bring myself to stop moving. Even if I stop moving I do not think my head will not stop spinning. Oh, it is so disturbing. Ah,am making history! The mockers will be sorry. How I did it is still a mystery. How am so certain of victory. And at the end i will be happy. Happy is an understatement. Am elated,delighted for my achievement. Fame,power and successes are my enjoyment. But the world is odd,i need enlightenment. My money can not buy me leisure. But it can buy me pleasure. Now am so sure. That money comes with power and pressure. Then what's life treasure?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 8/29/2011 3:57:00 PM
Well drawn,I fell so proud of you.
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