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It Kills


You wake up in bed,
It's killing you.
At breakfast,
It's killing you.

You work at a desk,
It's killing you.
You drive to and from work,
It's killing you.
You read a book,
It's killing you.
You log onto your computer,
It's killing you.
You sleep,
It's killing you.

It kills.

Hunched over,
Or 90-degrees,
No matter --
It's killing you.

It kills.

It reduces your blood flow,
It raises your blood sugar,
It drops good cholesterol,
It slows metabolism -- 
It's killing you.

It kills.

It greatly increases your risk of
Obesity,
Heart Disease,
Stroke,
Diabetes,
Cancer,
Premature death --
It's killing you.

It kills.

Activity,
Exercise,
Trying to make up for lost time --
Doesn't work.
It's still killing you.

It kills.
Sitting is killing YOU.
Value life?
Stand.

 

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