Running, Running. Searching, Searching.

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Running, running, never stopping.
Searching, searching, ever looking.
Will I ever find it?
I don't know if it's possible.
Could it still be there?
Despite the odds, I keep going.

Running, running, never stopping.
Searching, searching, ever looking.
Why do I keep trying?
By now, I know it's far too late.
I've missed it. I've missed it.

Running, running, never stopping.
Searching, searching, ever looking.
Slowly, I let the truth sink in.
It's over. It's over and I've missed it.

I stop.
No more running.
No more searching.
It's over and I know it.





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