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The Last Race

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The Last Race

Hard road rarely flat. Old man’s pavement never soft. I must keep going. Age wrinkles the body.  Quitting wrinkles the soul. – Douglas MacArthur He had decided upon awaking just this early dawn that every morning he woke was a victory.  A win worthy of celebration. The old man celebrated by going for a run….

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