Am on the run,
Towards my fortune,
The race have begun,
Running to the point,
But it’s hard to fail,
I feel dizzy on the way,
Like fainting anyway,
Sort of blindness,
Cos the world’s far.
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I can relate to that. I am a diabetic. And when I don't eat I feel like I am going to faint.