SHORT DISTANCE STUMBLER
Why is it that I
Am constantly
On the verge
Of nothing?
Strive as I might,
Fight as I do,
I never win
Through.
It slips.
The dream slips
Falls from fingers
Grown numb.
I drop the baton
Alone
I cannot
Run.
MC
Why is it that I
Am constantly
On the verge
Of nothing?
Strive as I might,
Fight as I do,
I never win
Through.
It slips.
The dream slips
Falls from fingers
Grown numb.
I drop the baton
Alone
I cannot
Run.
MC
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