I’m so far behind
So much to catch up on
I’m entirely out of the loop
The chickens have flown the coop
I’ve so much to do
There is so much to see
So here I go
You watch and see
I’ll come up from behind
And pass you by
Because the race is on
And I refuse to come in last
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Her screams diminished as Llion was dragged away from the cell. The stench in the corridor was less but there was still damp, decay, defecation, death. His feet dragged, like a raggedy puppet, the guard either side of him holding him fast. He could feel their individual fingers digging into his scant flesh, leaving their impression on his bones.
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Love it, Sharon. Run! Run! Run! But make sure to warm up first cause those shin splints are something awful.
Inspiring. Love this one!
A good anthem for self motivation 😊
Nice! Really engaging and well done :)
I love your forward momentum! Make sure to take care of yourself on the way to the front of the pack :)
I love Hannah's son's optimism, participating is the win. So back winner is an Inverse winner by far.
My son, losing in the race on his first ever sports day, came to me looking cheerful and claiming to be "the back winner". Last need not be a problem.
Yayyyyyy sooooo happy to have you back! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
You go on ahead, Mother. I'll meet you there.
Fabulous inspirational poem!!! Love this!!!💕❤️❤️
💖 Incredible 💖
Amazing job!!!
FFS SLEEP! LYLAS