If you stay still,
You will fall behind.
If you run to far ahead.
You will be denied.
The path to walk is cruel,
Undefined.
Your very soul will shiver,
On the asphalt grind.
Remember your wants,
Your needs.
There may come a day,
You would actually listen.
To their feed.
Darkness comes,
For those who stay in the past.
The future awaits.
Don't do anything rash.
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 3:31 AM UTC
If you stay still,
You will fall behind.
If you run to far ahead.
You will be denied.
The path to walk is cruel,
Undefined.
Your very soul will shiver,
On the asphalt grind.
Remember your wants,
Your needs.
There may come a day,
You would actually listen.
To their feed.
Darkness comes,
For those who stay in the past.
The future awaits.
Don't do anything rash.
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