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Finish line

Find me a tornado
and I'll show youΒ 
a storm chaser

find me a warΒ 
and I'll show youΒ 
a thrill seeker

find me a brawl
and I'll show you
a loser who never quits

find me death deserved
and I'll show youΒ 
an asshole who fights it

we are all cowards
running from something

some do it with grace
Β Β Β Β Β (women are better at it)
those are the truly brave

most of us are headless rats
racing ugly to the end
the inevitable
The EndΒ 
The End.

Β©Lost

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Tony Taylor

VERY cool write LOST!!.... Storm Chasers are a VERY "Out there" breed!!....... dong a great service for this country....... putting their lives on the line to help with the over all understanding........" We are all cowards..." ~ a juxtaposed perception depending on who you're talking to..... I Love the bold assumptions coming from these keen observations....... compelling as hell my friend .......,fistful ~o ~stars!!........ well done my friend!!........LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?β˜€βœ΄βœ³

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Lost

I find that even the bravest have some pain that they run from. History, loss or something. Thank you for reading Tony.Β 

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Lost

Bravery in spite of fear or cowardice even is the ultimate example of...and yes why not make the most of life :) Thank you for reading

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Lost

Thank you Cleo

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