Things that come without asking
hold no value—
no matter how precious they may be.
No one agrees to walk
a road without destination—
no matter how thrilling it may be.
In the turning of unfinished stories
no one reveals their emotion—
no matter how priceless it may be.
Behind masks, no one remains transparent—
no matter how bound by rules they may be.
The unseen pages of love
no one fills easily with pen and ink.
In the race to settle accounts with oneself—
how many truly pass the test?
The Race of Understanding
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