The Pursuit of Happiness

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Thoughts on Life

The race begins

Where the only runner is me.

When I first take off

I start slow and hesitant

Wondering if the prize is worth

The sweat and pain.



But you know, I can’t deny

The adrenaline rush I get,

The blowing wind reminds me

That, if nowhere else, here

I determine the outcome

And that makes it worthwhile.



So then ambition takes over

And there’s nothing keeping me

From reaching the finish line.

But the victory is always short-lived

Until that sense of longing,

Of emptiness, fills my thoughts again.

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