reason. something that could stop you, or move you.

sometimes you seek for it, sometimes you just found it. most of the times you do both.

i found my reason to rush. it feels so good to finally have that pure adrenaline again in my head. this one, more absolute than i used to had before.

let me run again for this time. that the clock is ticking fast. and i had a feeling that he might end soon.

wish i could make it longer. for him to keep living . because he deserve it.

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