I know how this ends.
You know it too.
You watch me as I make my move, even though we both know I lost a long time ago.
You stand in first place, leaving me in the dust as I hurt my self trying to catch up to you.
You continue to encourage me, giving me false hope, convincing me I can win in last place.
But we both know how this ends.
Everyone around us does too.
My determination means nothing to you. You'll never let me win.
Yet, I choose to pretend I still have a chance.
I am willfully ignorant.
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