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Rushing


Rushing through a world of black,

never needing to look back,

racing to the finish live,

racing to get to the place in time,

when we rush around to much,

we tend to use lack of time as a crutch,

slowing down will help in life,

it will help eliminate stress and strife,

slowing down the life we have,

will set us free from the staff.

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