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The Pursuit

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There is a point, 

After you have been chasing greatness

For so long,

That you grow weary,

Tired eyes,

And legs tired from the chase,

You turn,

You sense,

Something behind you,


You fall to the floor,

And laugh at how


The pursuer swaps places with the pursued.

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