Bandaged and bruised, ankle in a brace, I kick myself back into gear.
It was a nasty fall, and I didn't see it coming. My bad.
I brush myself off and keep running, because that's all I can do. I will run this race and I will run it for me, not for anyone else.
I make it past humans and obstacles, when I notice I've passed you. I slow down a bit,
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