He didn't know what he was up against.
He didn't know there was no competition.
He didn't know there was no winning spot.
He wanted the trophy.
He didn't know there was none for him.
He didn't know.
That you were the only winner there ever was.
That you were the only winner there ever could be.
That wherever you stood, would be the winning spot.
That the trophy belonged to you.
That it would always, belong to you.
Whether or not you want it.
Only you knew. But you didn't want it.
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- ASTHA KHARE