Breather

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I ran and ran and ran until I could but there is one problem. I can't catch a breather. My throat is closing up and I can't. I try to stop but the adrenaline won't let me. There is no time for that, but this is no time to die aswell. Not like this. I fall to my knees and take a deep breath only to realise the wrong of my doing because now.... They're behind me.

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