The lonely runner

And so he started running

The lonely runner in his mind

In hopes of finding

What had gone missing



His life was one meaningless track

Where he had lost all the scenes

To his misdeeds and misfortunes

How he wished he had it all back



It was late for all of his efforts

The last train to happiness

Had left for the night

Leaving him with nothing but regrets



The lonely runner is no more now

For all the whens whys and how

But in his mind he's still running

Still trying to find things gone missing

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