There's nothing quite as rapid as a race you are not winning,
when your defeat was obvious to all from the beginning.
You tried your best and made it far enough to see the ending,
but there was never time enough to catch those who were fin-ing.
You eye the placements forlornly with every lap you're rounding,
but as you pull into the pits the fuel has all gone missing.
This place you live was built from stone to keep you on the ground,
So maybe it's no shock how fast lost races beat you down.
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