You can see him running
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as fast as his legs can propel him
across the flowing terrain.
The silent shadow chases beside him,
For years and years he runs endlessly,
though his body is bruised and exhausted.
But when he approaches the finish line,
he stops and turns to the shadow.
“All my life,” he says,
“I tried to outrun you.
But now it’s too late-and I never saw
the meadows through which I ran.
We never die-
we are only born twice.
Someday, I'll write a story about dodgeball and they'll make it into a movie.