A mile was all I missed in training
Had I sprint less
Maybe I would of
A mile away was the border
A mile away was my other family,
Never thought it that way
Yet it was all I could imagine
A mile away there was cartels
A mile away was crime and corruption
Was I born in the jackpot?
Or was I chosen to be free?
A mile stood my race
A mile was nothing when it came to cars
Should have been another life
But I am here now
Where I can sprint miles, yet bullets are unheard off
A mile was the thing I miss in training that day
I had more resources my fellows Mexican ever had
What was keeping me from running an extra mile
I hated the distance seem to make all the difference
Yet today I sprint an extra two
One for training and one for freedom
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