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Run

I feel the burning
I feel as though....
I'm on fire
I catch up to him
Jaguar runs faster
I pick up speed
Just to keep up
I can barely breath
He is ahead
But not by much
One day
I'll beat him
We both stop running
He has won
He smiles and shakes his head
He asks me when I will win
I say next time
He laughs
Then you will have to work hard, kitten
I will I retort
Jaguar
I'll beat him someday
But today is not that day

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