Day 7, 18 of September - Am i an athlete?

My life looks like a foot race, sometimes I just want to give up, but my opponents, my obstacles keep me alive, and i re-born when i see the goal, my objective. But then i die, when the goal keep the distance, when i see it getting more and more distant. It's hard when you have nothing to rely on, when our believes just, puf. . .


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