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May 2018
A terribly determined turtle finds itself never wrong,
Because its goal will not be met for another creature’s lifetime.
This extraordinary turtle, so bent on its desires
Will fall a thousand years, and only be halfway there.
Cousin of Medusa’s eyes, encased halfway in stone
A machine unmatched with self serving attributes
Don’t get in its way, or it will have to turn around
And you do not have time for that, you’ve got a to-do list.
But a turtle, oh no, it only has one goal.
Don’t move too quick, impatience is the only feared predator.
Written by
Emanuel Caplan-Black  20/M/Brooklyn, NY
(20/M/Brooklyn, NY)   
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