The Runner
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Keep the decision pending,
Listen to my defense,
Life is ending,
And my offense?
It was due to my instincts,
Still my thinking restricts,
You gave me desires,
My heart admires,
But who is in my heart,
I salute to your art,
Born as an optimist,
Don't kill me as a pessimist,
I was forced to love, O Artist!
But you are an egoist!
My life is your adventure,
I am your true picture,
Its colors are dimming,
Who is winning?
You are the winner,
I am just a runner!
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