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we look back as if somethings there
from the first kiss to all the brokenness
seeing things we want to be there
things we miss and reminisce
while other things cause us to run
catching up to other runners yet
we often fail to win the race we
have ran we start to question are
we even athletes why do we compete
just to repeat the same transgressions
we often miss the opening attempting
to knock on others doors who do not
know us well enough to answer our calls
yet we continue to phone believing
that there is a chance we will get through
on hold wishing, hoping, praying open
often death finds us in the waiting room
