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It's funny.
I find myself running,
unable to breathe.
The pain in my feet told me to keep on going,
Even though my turning stomach disagreed.
I felt like I swallowed the whole ocean
Why are we fighting?
Why are we rioting?
Why are we dying?
Why is this happening?
Why do we hate?
Why do we hide?
Why are we blind?
Why not be kind?
