Why?
Too often days end
Too quickly does the sun set
Day in, day out
We work mindlessly, but why?
Why do we ignore the gift
we have
Why do we dismiss the blessings
we recieve
Why can't we see these shadows
in our determination
in our dedication
in our drive
Those moments we miss
Are they worth the glory we seek?
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