runner runner where will you die?

the sense dies. overwhelmed by speed.
building over the past, or more.
trying to catch our tail, death, with both hands.

loneliness, can find freedom.
small glances of time that stood still beyond our sight.
all over again we kill the father and disgrace the mother.

the cleared path of our expertise.
to fight inside, against invisible threats.
condemned to fear.



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