#WritcoStoryChallenge
Does life give us a second chance? The race had begun and he/she wondered if he/she would win this time round.
the sound of the lead horse made those bound leave mound.

a burst of third waste of breath the winner was gasping
nay
grasping
for graze

Tom Littleton didn't make much use of his ways

talented although a bit contrite he saw lights and made due with lids over his eyes

stocky was his best mate, a bunch but not too much he was always useless but ate

oh yeah, the story.
the second Tom and stock had the chance they lanced the query that made them week

any day now the lesson would be news and they should not speak

I made her hate me

one said

I did it on purpose

but this was in head

I couldn't forget or forgive

spoken by another who's dead

I think I'm still write

said the author of their own pain

well read
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