The Runner

The runner runs.
He runs and runs.
Runs and runs.
And runs some more.
Then he keeps running.
Runs and runs.
He stops.
The race is not over.
There is no race.
He has not won.
He will never win.
There is no race.
He just won.


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One Response to The Runner

  1. Anonymous says:

    This one speaks to me – stopping the race you’re losing yourself to run, only to find that stopping was winning itself.
    Amazing work.

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