What I do not have,
To get it I do not obsess.
And what ever I have,
To capture it I have ambitions.
And I never felt this pain.
I used to feel like I did not have
But to lose? Not this one.
It's okay if I'm hated and not looked at.
But not if I was thrown away and betrayed.
I will not give up my feet.
And will not stop running.
Though I have to fight the tide again.
Just like when you came back.
Then run as before again .. Oops.
Until sometime,
You understand the meaning of all this.
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