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i'm sure when we were all kids,
we watched the raindrops on the window 'race' when it rained.
now we watch our thoughts race around in our brains,
thoughts we try to tame.

the rules say,
you win when you reach the end.
so will i win,
if i cause my own end,
and to that end, myself i send.

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