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Sep 2016
The world keeps spinning
As I'm running in place
I can see the finish line
But I can't win the race
This life is nothing
But an constant chase
And as we get older
Up speeds the pace
Until finally
We come to the end
And make a bed
In our eternal resting place
Written by
Shayna
110
   Doug Potter
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