My God, I think you are trying to kill me
Why can't you like other people be
I envy them for having so much fun
And you, in this hot sun choose to run
I beg, why don't you stop for a while
Perhaps some rest before the next mile
My body, you very well know I will not rest
In this race against myself, a retrospective test
While closer I get with every step I take
I pray for more strength, to not make me break
Continue I will, this seemingly impossible race
For it brings me closer to God and his grace
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